"Today you are far from searching the sight. Day is looking dull, ahead is the longer night. Dictionary has no meaning for the love of insane. A drop fallen from eyes or is it a kiss of rain? Sitting alone on stairs with head touching knees. Leaves hiding the rose from the love of bees. Soul waiting for a soul. Heart feeling a pain. Dry life seeing clouds for a kiss of rain. Clouds get a bit darker and the sun still showing face. Fingers touching a finger. Ring shining with grace. Moments blaming the time. Birds singing in vain. Darkness spreading all over but not a kiss of rain. A knock broken the frigid. I felt it is a game of air Knave to my thought. At back she was there. A touch gave the proof and came closer with a drop of a silent kiss of rain...
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Life As a Poet
Poetrypoetry is one of my favourite hobbies. These are some of the poems that I have written. They describe my emotions, point of view and passion for the world (some of them)
