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Reflections on Reality!

Guitar

My voice would reach out to the deafest ears,

my tears would melt the hardest rocks

Yet the silence previals with pain,

until u strike these chords…

April 19, 2013 - Posted by | Uncategorized

1 Comment »

  1. small poem but sweet. It’s highly enjoyable and passionate. A tale of seeking the self:)

    Comment by vishalbheeroo | April 19, 2013 | Reply


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