A shoulder for a tear..
To you more than it should bear..
Far away in some desolate heart does reside
this soul..
No it wasn’t sold
For it knows how to keep its hold.
To a thousand buyers, didn’t make my love
an item.
But for you shall this heart forever be
abound in steadiness..
For it’s you and solely are you who made
them
Ne'er was stopped this journey of
ours...
Being the sweetest carolling birds they that
is ‘honey' showers...
The words from this girl
Will never make you in her love
twirl
Adrija Chatterjee is a student of Vivekananda Mission School, Class VIII.
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