You're my ray of sunshine in the mist of dark,
Who saves me from falling down apart.
You're the breeze that plays with my hair,
When I am wishing everyone to be fair.
You're the cold wind that blows on my face,
When life turns upon me a heated daze.
A moody waltz of November rain
Trickling down the alleys of city rush
A silent puff of misty sighs on windows
As the world closes in on my four walls
None but a silent drip of ink from hazel eyes
Holding me from my return to pieces
And as I see the world moving around
Outside my bedside window sills
I can only find your soft face
In this weird and creepy chaos.
And you smile ever so gently
That it puts me back alright.
And all the pieces fell out of place,
Leaving big black holes in your eyes.
That suck in all the rains and blues,
Into one stanza of worded embroidery.
© Saramitra | 7Lone__wolf7
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