Theme: Grief


A blowing wind
with a touch of lightness
has provoked my fantasies unkindly...
It drew back from me
the tense sweet memories,
Leaving me to shiver
in the lonely dark night
with moans of loneliness
around me.
Who am I?
I have nothing to prevail
Now that I am so broken into pieces...


More By  :  Nooria Rahmanzai

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