A hurtful soul with a soulful heart ❤️

Then there’s a poet waiting by,

The river on a boat sailing with a sigh!

Asking the stars to clear the sky,

For the moon to be visible as she passes by!

When the visible light is as dull as the night,

You’re still a traveller waiting for the sight,

The sight of daisies that bloom,

Along the sites of tears that is a boon,

For the growth of your own flower around the moon,

Oh! Your mirror image is the love you’ll understand soon!

Of all when a soulful heart cries,

Asking nothing but a smile of love for its night,

Thrashed like the trash is what this world leaves her with,

But there’s nothing deprived of the Creator’s eyes,

Whose waiting to derive your cry with all smiles!

~By Mariya