Dec 2015
Those
winter mornings
when
air stands still
sky feels grey
trees hold their breath
sun covered in mist
silence drips from clouds
like they all are
grieving for
a broken heart
or
a dead dream !!
winter mornings
when
air stands still
sky feels grey
trees hold their breath
sun covered in mist
silence drips from clouds
like they all are
grieving for
a broken heart
or
a dead dream !!
