Poverty doesn't lose honour

Itz so strange,

They talk about it-

Pizza, burger, sandwich,

And I don't know what delicious means...

Itz so strange,

They dress so differently,

Everything they wear iz so costly-

While I just sit aside and watch them consistently...

Itz so strange,

They can speak so well,

While I watch them all day and yell-

Coz I know they've a different level..

Yes I am poor,

And who trod upon these rocks or passed this door..

Being poor is knowing everything how much it costs,

And what I want to see iz the smile on my face which has somewhere lost!!!

Unforgettable love❤️

When a poet falls in love with you,
You'll never be forgotten my dear,
Your beauty shall be narrated by their metaphors,
With the mixture of different flavours..
Their emotions shall be conveyed through their rhymings,
With perfect timings..
Their compassion shall be reflected through each and every verse,
Where only those virtuous thoughts rehearse..
You'll always be a part of their words..
To the world of their fiction,
Which is beyond the world of imagination!!!