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My thoughts are not empty But my pen fails to engrave, My pages fails to fill Papers skips to flip,  Though my thoughts are not empty,  The words slips from nib My pages escapes to scribble,  Where papers remain unwritten,  Words fail to fall Where heart wails helpless,  My eyes struk frozen Where tears role with warmth,  The tired heart tries hard To fill with fulfilled thought,  Heart urges  For the flow of words Hoping for the struggle of words to settle,  There will begin a success story,  That write histories  With words.    - Saduriya. M

My master piece

I haven't thought
That,
You'll be my master piece,
My brushes moved with ease,
Because I told them
You are fiance,
My hue palette
Had no colours,
To match your 
Nordic eyes,
Your lips,
 remembered me 
Of those rose petals,
You were the best picture
That my brushes ever painted,
When my fingers, moved
Tapping your face contours,
I couldn't stop my blushings,
Dear my pretty lass,
You are my happiness.
                -Saduriya.M

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