I had a White Pearl in the Chamber

Of my Heart.

It just looked like an Art.

I took its Photo!

It became my Motto!

But a miracle happened.

The White Pearl turned Black,

Now my heart was Blank

All I left was with no Motto,

When the White Pearl turned Black.

When I had a low touch,
I looked at backside.
Looking What?
a happiness bunch.
Having a golden mirror with it,
Saw a happy face in it,
but the smile was low.
Because the touch was Slow.
No Matter!
because the happiness and hopes
in my eyes were much,
When I had a low touch!