Nitika Sawhney
A dozen emotions, unseen
Hundred voices, unheard
Trapped within a shell, lying beneath
Untouched by wanderers around!
.
Swiftly passing by, the many men
Caress the beauty of shells, easily spotted
My parallels they are
Sooth their outsides clean
Empty the water-drops inside
and blow the trumpet in style
that unearths every secret, living in exile!
.
Dozens of emotions, unseen
Hundred voices, unheard
Trapped within a shell, lying beneath
Is still untouched by wanderers around
for I’m not in their sight, to make them
spellbound!
.
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So many such shells exist.. Unseen, unheard ..
True Mam 💕💕
Trapped under layers.. Beautiful
Thanks a lot Mam 💚
Such a beautiful poem. True, many shells lie quietly, unseen
Thanks a lot Gowri 💚💚
The beauty of unseen.. splendid.
Thanks Shweta 💚 💚
Amazing!💚💚
Thankyou Pooja 💚💚
Beautiful words. Well penned.
Your voice is true.
Only polished ones we desire
My home, they decorate their house.
Thanks Varsha! Well said 🙂
Beautiful!
Thanks a lot Sai 💗
Beautiful poem, Nitika. 💚
Thanks a lot Moonmoon!