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I'm Made Of Stories

Dec 24, 2022
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By Ansh Thakur


There is a poem in my heart

The one that dwells from days of pain

It talks about leftover dreams

The homes destroyed in minacious rain.

There is a fable in my mind

The one that rests from days of travail

It talks about deserted battles

The sunken ships that never sailed.



There is a story on my tongue

The one that sleeps from days of hope

It talks about reconciled courage

The strength dangled on feeble ropes.

There is a novel in my soul

The one that wakes from days of faith

It talks about indelible love

The losses blessed by heavenly wraith.


By Ansh Thakur



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