Writing is Magic, when I write about YOU
As shown in Ink heart, storytellers
can bring life to the character in real life out of the books. Writers can change the fate of the characters.
If I would be a writer one day, I would
first change my fate to bring you back to my life story-
In each story of my life
where you lived in;
where you lived in;
In each moment,
where you were guest to my heart
where you were guest to my heart
Every smile of yours
that I treasured in my eyes
that I treasured in my eyes
Every single time,
when you put your hands to hold your cheeks
when you put your hands to hold your cheeks
In every heart beats
That jumped in happiness
when I looked at you,
That jumped in happiness
when I looked at you,
The spell I would cast on our
life
through my pen again
through my pen again
For all those wonderful nights
we laughed together
we laughed together
For all those secret moments
I stole without your consent
I stole without your consent
I still believe in fairy tales
And as a writer
I would bring happy ending to our story
I would bring happy ending to our story
The story of friendship, love and
life
The tale that has no dark clouds,
no demons, no fire
To burn the dreams
To burn the dreams
The saga of beauty of life,
The power of love and play of hearts would be
The power of love and play of hearts would be
Where everyone believes in love
Where even the nights
Are brighter than the day
Are brighter than the day
Where everything around
Is enchanting and beautiful
Is enchanting and beautiful
Even I, your princess
Need not have to kiss a frog
To get you my prince
Need not have to kiss a frog
To get you my prince
Where I can listen
To the voice of your heart
To the voice of your heart
Where imaginations paint the
realities
The world where each birds that
whispers
About your love for me
About your love for me
I would write a story like this
From our heart
From our heart
Where every time we meet,
We have the feeling of that first love
We have the feeling of that first love
Where each time we kiss,
We can sense the curiosity of first kiss
We can sense the curiosity of first kiss
Each day where life has tasted
The joy of being together
The joy of being together
I would write for a journey
Where memories
Would never be our destination
Where memories
Would never be our destination
We would never travel across the places
Of anger, sorrow, nightmares
Of anger, sorrow, nightmares
There would be flow of words
That would be sweeter than the honey
That would be sweeter than the honey
The story would end with the
rarer gift
That would be gifted to me-YOU
That would be gifted to me-YOU
N.M.Leepsa
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