Every time, I hold back
This heart of mine,
It just leaves me
At its own free will
And runs after love
The way butterflies
Go towards flowers.
What to do
With such a heart?
pramila khadun
Destiny Poets
Uniting and celebrating the best "Writers" and "Poetry" from around the world centred out of Destiny Church Wakefield
A little rest and begin again Pramila….. great lines.
Thanks dear John for this great comment, I love it.
Lyrical.Lovely.