By Ayushi Kumari
If writing could heal,
Then no poet would-
And no letter would bring pain.
If love could heal,
Then no lover would be poet-
And no broken poetry would exist.
But for the wish of God,
Poets cry while writing,
Singer tear while singing,
And lover feel broken every night.
And this makes,
Poetry pretty-
Songs singable-
And love incredible.
That is why in the end;
We all are in pretty pain.