The chillness pierces my bones,
As i walk past with various hues and tones,
Of bitterness of my own self,
Never seem to redeem from its helm.
I feel lifeless, hopeless & seamless of my own doings, Is it a never ending saying
'I am beautiful nevertheless is my heart'
For whom the whole world means a single soul ,
Far from being told
"You are beautiful and so is your heart "
As i walk past with various hues and tones,
Of bitterness of my own self,
Never seem to redeem from its helm.
I feel lifeless, hopeless & seamless of my own doings, Is it a never ending saying
'I am beautiful nevertheless is my heart'
For whom the whole world means a single soul ,
Far from being told
"You are beautiful and so is your heart "
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