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It's My Zone

Mar 23, 2023
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By Chintapalli Maanya Pradeepa


It's a zone of love and thoughts,

My soulful writings be there,

My thoughts of YOU be there,

Just a six feet area with unmeasurable reveries...

Beautiful sceneries and colourful portraits,

Brightfull hugs and lovely chats,

Visionary works and poetic words,

Everything will be there...

There at my imagination of bondings...



Everything in my heart will bursts here,

Every tragic version will raise here,

It's just a six feet area...

My Hiden feelings be unhidden,

My covered emotions be revealed,

My suppressed talks be disclosed,

But now, it is stolen by other one...

And replaced with another one...

Who is my one and mine forever...

And can't be stolen by ANYONE...

- (It's my zone and my bed)


By Chintapalli Maanya Pradeepa



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