Quake Of Quiet Breath By Shradha Nanchahil
Published: February 16, 2014.
A poet is a human being, a poet fears not the thing unseen!
A poet sings of endless love, a poet looks at stars above!
A poet has too great of wings, He cannot fly, but he may sing!
A poet knows the truth and lie, the poet writes deep into night!
When he falls and sleeps with mice his mind travels through the clouds,
For poet never bows, to no king of any kind,