MY COVER

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    Enclosed is beauty in the bud before it blooms;

    enclosed is me, in the silence of the room.

    Being inexpressible and inside the cover is my forte;

    need nothing less, nothing more than a cup of latte.

    There stands green hitting the core of my eye;

    playing the best assistant in clearing the blurs of lies.

    My vocabulary is lacking when it comes to me;

    I’ve never put a rule on my pen, let it glide free.

    My emotions pour leaving the impression of verses on this paper;

    think the power and freedom to move like vapor.

    Never have I ever got someone who listens;

    reading my once-written lines is enough for my eyes to glisten.

    No! It’s not the case of fear of hiding in my gear;

    not the show of tear just for something mere.

    The gleeful me experienced a lot of sudden;

    the situation a lot taught, in burden.

    Covered was me, like the one-sided love for one and all;

    hidden was me, like the ants in the cracks of the wall.

    There’s nothing to express now, as I’m back into my cover;

    all that I wrote was when I was out, not in search of a lover but to my cover.

    Asha Singh

    @Asha-Singh

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