Aug 14, 2019
In the evening
when the lampposts greet,
Walking down a long street
Flanked by shops on either side,
On red roses her fingers glide;Lips curve into a warm smile
Reminiscing all that happened in a while.Locks of hair
Dancing in the air
Weather ever so chilling
The aroma of the coffee shop calling!Sitting comfortably at the farthest corner,
Sipping on hot espresso making herself warmer;Her eyes land on a familiar pair of eyes
She blinks them twice to realise
It isn't a dream rather a pleasant surprise!
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I don't know where this came from!
I just scribbled this down without giving any thought;)
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My Scribbled Thoughts [Poetry]
PoetryIn this book, I scribble down my thoughts, framing them into a poetry, with a touch of rhyming words, sometimes!