Sunday, 20 March 2016

I filled with loneliness
So, I thought of you
How far you are
Beyond anything else

Your childish face
Frees black peaceful doves
And your laugh
Strews a huge dews
Which wash the melancholy sea

The sea,
In actual,
Have no new wave!
But we can see it
Feel it
Put our fingers through it

And that is how;
Me and You will always meet

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