For the inner songbird! Poem, by shivpoetesspriya, at My poetic side

SUB TITLE: Some beautiful manners of the echoing love and saddened heart!

My dry eyes are singing a song for you,
O, my beloved!
My empty heart is singing a song!
The song is holding the color of anguish!

The abode of sadness reveals

both agony and the poised nature!
O beloved, my heart is singing a song
for you!!!

The aching pain suffers from

the somberness of the heart

that is resilient enough.

Reserving a change in style seems

to be a new habit now.
But this observer is quite happy

with its veritable noticeability

about allowing the ache to pass

through the nerve of the

closeness and singing its song!

So it is tamed without an effort,

and my heart is singing a song for you!