More than Words

I have not run out of vocabulary,

Every word I mean literally,

Day and night, the thoughts set in

Calls from my heart within.

Riding on my mind for sure

Is this making me feel insecure?

Never have I felt like this.

Boggling ideas is a bliss!

And it is the only one

That eases as done.

 

Somewhere read in between in lines,

It says clearly, I am not fine

The grass is greener on the other side,

Comes to me with arms open wide.

Distinct is the sound so familiar

Way to far, I am not so near

Yearning for that only desire,

Burning intense like the fire

Emotions drive afterwards

Stand still, it is way beyond words!



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