Their eyes locked and conversed so many unsaid feelings
Though they never spoke
Their faces showed the regret they had
Though they never felt the need to apologize
Their souls reflected their angelic love for each other
Though they named it as demon
Their hearts skipped beats every time they met
Though they pretended to be oblivious
Their souls were miles apart from each other
Though they were still connected with each other
Their was an unusual silence resting between them
Though they knew silence is even a language!
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PoetryHer mind is like a hurricane, Its a wreck. Its full of beautiful yet Awful thoughts. Its 4 am and her mind Continues to wander. Its for the first time I am trying my hands at writing poetry. Hope you all like it! Enjoy reading. (Ranked #62 : 27-0...
