We can give without loving,
But we can't love without giving,
For a desperate heart craves for more and more,
And a subtle man tires of whining in bars.
The mist of magic beams in air,
Where true love meets in the eyes,
Sleepless nights, regrets all over,
Everything happens just because you are here.
My thoughts seem, seem so unexpressed,
Oh! How could I jet out my emotions,
There you go, I've got it, say how,
Pen down your feelings instantly.
So, it's in your hands whether to select or to deselect
Whether you like it or not... THE POWER OF WRITING,
always begins with you and ends with you.
But we can't love without giving,
For a desperate heart craves for more and more,
And a subtle man tires of whining in bars.
The mist of magic beams in air,
Where true love meets in the eyes,
Sleepless nights, regrets all over,
Everything happens just because you are here.
My thoughts seem, seem so unexpressed,
Oh! How could I jet out my emotions,
There you go, I've got it, say how,
Pen down your feelings instantly.
So, it's in your hands whether to select or to deselect
Whether you like it or not... THE POWER OF WRITING,
always begins with you and ends with you.
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