Not a Poem VII

Chilling winds

Rain falling like

broken dreams

Looking through her window

Hoping for a pair of arms to hold her tight

And the ray of light that can end

thousands years of long lonely night.

Published by bluenymphs

Not a writer or poet or artist, just an ordinary soul who tries to note down thoughts that sometimes cross through minds. Love dreaming, wanna live in a fantasy world... Emotions are like leaves....they grow,they fall...

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