literature poetry writing

Treasure within

I bestow too much to people’s,

Like they are mine to be loved.

I harmonies extremely,

As they are my own family.

But I never feel unoccupied,

Even when I give my all.

I never feel vacant,

As I have more and more.

I’m a river, which never lacks water,

the garden of blossoming flowers.

You can ask for the love you want,

I will confer you my forever after.

Nor does my vision got uncertain,

I have positivity spurting within.

I’m a body of illusion and forever my favourite win.

I never get empty of love,

Even if you take and take,

I’m a creature of amusement,

With everything, you will ever yearn.

By Ray


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