My Song Poem by Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi

My Song

Rating: 5.0


Hold on for a little long
For In my head there is a song
Dying to be freed from the clutches of these lips
Waiting for me to strum with finger tips
I need safe space
To rest my case
and then full throttle
will make your hearts race

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dev Anand 12 April 2016

Dying to be freed from the clutches of these lips Waiting for me to strum with finger tips. very nice expressions my dear poetess. thank you.

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Kishore Kumar Das 07 April 2016

your song is silent and unique.......nice lines...

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