She's the one..!
Everyone shouted.
From
Deep inside me.
She's the one..!
Everyone has tasted.
My skin, My lips,
My Patience, My love,
My pen, My diary.
Everyone.
She was the one.
When my hands were,
Able to touch her...
Now,
She's the one,
Suffering melancholically
In my diary.
My pen is touching her
And my poems are feeling her...
On the bed of pages.

- AyusH ShaRma