And it was something she didn't know of
The gliding sun with icy eyes
The warm moon with chilly sweaters
The heart beats -dead
And with the legs walking
With a plastered smile & some lies
The walk towards their destination continued
The talks talk long back choked
In the back of their throats
And there was a hand snatching her
Away from the car which has not stopped
On
Red
The silence finally broken but it was not
The words she heard
But the concern she felt
Etched on those eyes
Oh !Friend
Please come back
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Love ! Maybe....
PoetryIf you have loved the idea of love without being in love then we are in the same ship . Trying figure out the feelings which makes you giddy , faint and a tad bit dizzy , then do join me in the journey of coming in terms with , what is love accordin...
