Bharati's Pen

Emotions flow like underground river,

They flow in veins,Flow in nerves,

Sit like dreams on eyes,

They freeze on lips,

The unsaid words

Die unheard

Lay buried in heart.

Moments pass

Impressions linger on

Like a sweet fragrance

Deep within.

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