Tuesday, June 11, 2024

Quill


O dear quill!
I lost you somewhere in the lane. 
I missed you with my heart. 
But, I never searched for you
As my heart was fogged in love, 
And the love was filled with duties.
But you spilled your thoughts in me, 
And thoughts need to crush my fingers
O dear quill! 
Now I lost myself in the lane. 
And you are pouring my heart with love.


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