MY PILLOW
MY PILLOW


My pillow the only one.
Who really my heart has won.
It read me so deep.
Gives solace when I weep.
It spreads it's fragrance of love.
With tight hug and kiss does it show.
My companion in happiness and sorrow.
Everything in me in it is borrow.
Accepts my hugs ,kisses and tears.
Bears my anger, punches and fears.
No one can understand me as it can.
Parents, friends nor my own man.
Yet it always keeps its lips stiched.
Not to reveal anything as it has promised.
My pillow the only one.
Who really my heart has won.