Words had piled in her heart,over the years
He sat to wipe her all unattended tears:
She said all that,which she chose to hide,
How she missed him madly,for every day and night!!
He heard all her woes,and then with a smile so dear,
He smiled to get and said,"but,now I'm here"
The light of a thousand suns filled her broken heart,
When he promised her that,they would never again be apart.
The whole day went,but the sky still held the sun,
She felt so complete,while all was undone
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Poetry Diary (#wattys2016)
PoetryPoetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance......Poetry is a clear expression of mixed feelings....to me, poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found its words. Highest rank: 27
