Don’t share your visiting cards.
That, I have nothing to do with.
Breaking the silence, speak to me of your journey,
and your destination. Speak to me of your dreams,
and efforts. Speak to me about how far you have
been, and the hurdles to move ahead. Speak to me
about the blessings, and the prayers. Speak to me
about sunrise, music and coffee. Speak to me about
yourself, and nobody else. Speak to me about your
being, who you are, and who you are not.
When I will look into your eyes, speak to me
something, that you never spoke about.
Speak to me to get understood.
I am here to listen.
Yes, I said that.
Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 11:35 AM UTC
Don’t share your visiting cards.
That, I have nothing to do with.
Breaking the silence, speak to me of your journey,
and your destination. Speak to me of your dreams,
and efforts. Speak to me about how far you have
been, and the hurdles to move ahead. Speak to me
about the blessings, and the prayers. Speak to me
about sunrise, music and coffee. Speak to me about
yourself, and nobody else. Speak to me about your
being, who you are, and who you are not.
When I will look into your eyes, speak to me
something, that you never spoke about.
Speak to me to get understood.
I am here to listen.
Yes, I said that.
Genre: Inspirational
Theme:All in comfort, alright
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