• bhavti 9w

    I am no poet,
    I never was.
    Just a girl,
    Who lives for a cause.

    A river of love,
    Meant to spread,
    The water, in her,
    The Ocean has fed.

    This river owes her existence,
    To the ocean divine.
    Wether I live upto the shore or dry in the course,
    I'll reach my ocean says the destiny of mine .