An inspirer, a pacifier
A companion in all my moods
A critic, a counsellor
For all I do and seek
A fortress for my soul to keep
It holds my pleasures and stores my treasures
The very embers of my being
Moments of joy, hours of depression
In all, my room, a faithful companion
1 comment:
I can so much relate to this post kartik. Even I was emotionally attached to MY room. You've weaved this thought in words quiet wonderfully. Great Stuff!
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