By Tanushka Bhaumik
A letter to be written, but never to be told.
In my chest I feel
thousands of little people,
jumping up and down.
In my stomach I feel,
thousands of butterflies flutter.
When the sight of mine lays on you,
I smile so hard.
but as you disappear,
into the faded sphere,
Tears I feel, rolling down my cheeks,
Oh! To be a fool in love,
but destined I am to be a genius.
As you walk away,
nothing I can say.
I know you won’t come, not unless I say,
but how can I say?
that it is forbidden on me to lay?
By Tanushka Bhaumik
wow
Great . Keep writing
Awsome.....Keep writing♥️😍
Can't keep my eyes away. Loved it .
Great poem!