Urtay kaghaz

Urtay kaghaz

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The wall was covered with blood, the red stains were visibly old, the girl went into a trance looking at them she involuntary touched them, she jolted back frantically when she heard loud footsteps echoing through the room towards her. "Do you like the rain?" She said smiling towards him fiddling her white duppata The rain drops were visibly clear on the huge glass wall, the haveli was echoing with the sound of soothing rain, a comfortable silence was clouded between the both of them, the old books on the shelf were covered beautifully with dust coating them. The lightning struck again enhancing his dark brown orbs, she slightly flinched but composed herself swiftly. "I do like the rain" he said clearing his throat looking at her "And maybe even you" he whispered under his breath.
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A dark night, the stars shine bright, A thunder came with a bright light, The rainy night, the sound of the rain, Gave him a great amount of pain. It was the night like the night long time ago, When he had love and never felt low, He had held him by his side not letting her go, But all go away one or the other day, no? He feared the rain, he feared the thunder, He still felt her or is it a blunder? Does the dead come back and wonder? Or is this also just another blunder? Hallucinations, Reality, Mixed Feelings and Emotions, Love, he thought, is a great potion, He laid to sleep without emotion, Else, he knew, he could cry an ocean. Her touch, her whisper, her nearness, and devotion, Only she, he knew, gave him such emotions, He felt her hands touch him in slow motion, He too touched her in the same motion. She was for real, he opened his eyes, Not blinking for once and face hardest byes, He wished the past things to be lies, Looking at her, he only cries. Those eyes, that smile, the sight in front of him, In his eyes, of happiness, he could feel tears brim, He held her from her waist so slim, His face, she caressed it by her limb. He felt her lips touch her skin, Her voice as if music of violin, Blinking his eyes became a sin, She disappeared in the air so thin.

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