Shobhit Saini Poems

The mystery of the heart remains unexplained,
It's not about blood and vessels nor the pain.
It bends all the theories, scraps all the wisdom,
Its your king, it rules you and has his own kingdom,
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sometimes dreams go by us, we want to be there,
They slowly pass by, and we end up being nowhere,
The pain comes by, and we call it life,
Everyday it digs us, we know we need to survive,
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This morning wakes me to the new light,
Birds chirping and singing in this new delight,
The sun shining and making all the dark corners bright,
Making all get up and get ready for the new fight,
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