Paper With Ink
The paper used to be blank
He isn't anymore
Covered with ink
He lost his old beauty of white
His meaning was changed
Hoping for good, to be better
Though, He was now covered with a story
Of someone else's letters
It ended, the old jewels of his
End of his world! End of his bliss!
Copyright © Arastu Goyal | Year Posted 2023
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