The Strings

Divya Godayal
Poets Unlimited
Published in
1 min readFeb 1, 2018

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Melodious as it may
Sweet as it could get.
Day by day.
Night by night.
Every moment of a new chord.
Every new prayer to the old lord.

My strings of happiness
are played by you now.
A few highs and some lows.
Writing a new song
of old beginning and a new End!!

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