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Give me your heart
And I’ll give you mine
Give me your heart
And I can see
Give me your heart
And it will be me
Every poet is an old soul
with the remarkable talent
of carrying the centuries
of all poets' legacies
with just a pen
and a piece
of paper.
Being an old soul is a good thing. It means that you are wiser beyond your years and see the beauty in things that this current generation may fail to notice.
Father Time and Mother Nature
Conspired one drunken night
Off the rip
To meet again
Decades later
Upon my gimpy hip.
Get out of the darkness take that step
Listen to the sounds of music
Listen, listen

Surrender in the night
Get in the light
Listen too the sounds of music
Get into the night
It’s going to be alright

Get off your feet
Step into the beat
Do you feel the heat?
Who’s a fool?

Moonlight shining bright
Strong radiant light
It’s never out of sight
No more darkness
Listen to the sounds of music

Get off your feet
Step into the beat
Did you feel the heat.?
Who’s a fool.?

Tell me what you see
This was meant to be
Step into the beat

Get off your feet
Step into the beat
Do you feel the heat
Surrender in the night
Experiences
Vicarious or the ones lived
Leave a mark, indelible

The teacher said
Stretch your limits to the maximum
It might surprise you

Little surprises
Bring a delight
Some are off limits
 Mar 30 Shambhavi
Kishori
The tears were real for the people who were fake
So Now the smiles are fake even when the people are real
Be thankful
That we
Don't already have everything
We wish for

That's a way
We grow

To whom it may concern
I looked right at it
They told me not to
Now I'm walking into walls
My retinas shot through.
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