By Mohsina Dadu
Not many stars and drooped sky Frozen plants and mosquitoes cry. Heartbeat runs with whining dogs, Silence is piercing with crinkling knob Thoughts in veins as blood flows. Me, wrapped with thoughts Lying layered with emptiness Rolling eyes, chatting mind And ears ringing for some forlorn Dancing ceiling, claiming to fall No one,my side to claim No one for me to blame. And then, I met with my dream Starry morning,rosy sky Dancing plants, all delighted guy Humming doves,and sparrow's chirp Baby's giggle and gaily family slurp. Such absolute world desired deep, And so remained lie in my world half sleep.
Mohsina Dadu, is an education coach and a soft skills trainer by profession. She belongs to Modasa, one of the semi-urban towns of Gujarat state, India. She is a simple going person. She is very amiable and social, caring being one who likes to meet and treasure as a friend. Her hobbies are teaching, learning and reading. She is an emotional being full of compassion and has great belief in human values and dignity.
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