When the lips can’t express and the emotions strangulate
When the eyes are dry but the heart bawls, cries
When yore’s moments recreate a curve on the shivering lips
When alphabets dwelling in the heart explodes, drenched in ink
When the pillows taste the salty tales every night
When the blank pages sing the ballad of this heart’s plight
When instead of daisies I feel like the dandelions
When the timepiece ticks its way but the heart stays where it desires to stay
When the glittering crescent floods every dark corner of my soul
When the morning gold promises me a new fresh story as it hides the old
When the mirror reflects the inner scars but the fleshy veil covers it
When the empty pages are painted in red instead of blue ink
When the hardships choke every breath, forcing the pulse to sink
When the rainbow gradually fades away somewhere along the grey rims
The unvoiced emotions of this placid heart when engraved on leaves
That’s when the alphabets from the breathing chasm find a sanctuary
That’s when the ineffable emotions discover a canopy
That’s when the fingers etch the ‘Poetry’ titled You and Me!
That’s what Poetry means to me!
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