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Living free

I who play with words, won’t play with feelings ever.

I write my heart to devote someone,

where would I go when I will find no love?

There is nothing materialistic in my wishlist I swear,

to God, I ask for the heath of my loved one.

There is a place I fixed for myself in my life,

where I could come and breathe

I call it poetry while everybody calls it agony.

Not just existing I am living free!

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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