Category : World Poetry Day

She heard my cry.
When I was five
In the middle of the night
And now I had a fight
She is always in my sight
Whether it is day or night

My mind says she is always the villain
but my heart linked with hers
her heart is an open paradise
she is indeed the Queen
It always reminds me that I am her princess

Black or White
Small or Big
Day or Night
she is always in my sight
I dreamt of big. She dreamt of bigger.

She gave the days and nights.
For me and her family
She lives in hell and heaven
She stands tall in my sight
She is always in my sight.


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