Driftwood

Love is not arithmetic To be solved They both played on Different notes                                               Smriti Thakur

Memories dragged me On the lane I can’t return Again                                         Smriti Thakur I’ve been with you For so long that You no longer seen Next to me                                  Smriti Thakur

My 5 Line Love Poem It is as short as Notes A person writes thinking It will never end Until the course                                                           Smriti Thakur

Night! To dream the future Desperate to blossom In light I sink into the cup To reverse the toxic elements Of Life                                      Smriti Thakur

Don't deny! I am the complementary way To realise the fiction of your life Where introduction is written In the end Titling, Hard to find!                                                                                             Smriti

I will call life On the table of death Share the moments Of love She destroyed as if It was a threat Smriti

Windows scratching the  Corner of sight I wait for the vision Beyond physical life                                                 Smriti

I lit the night In the arms of light Holding the breath of love What a waste of time!                                    Smriti

Fame isolates In the game Why people still mugging their butts In making names                                                     Smriti

For once I want to live Through your lies                                                                                                         Smriti

I am a piece of Art! Difficult to hold  Hard to buy I value the expressions of love Fresh and pure like a dew In the morning light  A piece of art  Rejects all the ties  Comes in my way to see life                                                                                                                                         Smriti