Apr 2014
Trembling, wrecked, broken into two,
I stand here, alone, in the rain,
Waiting to be whole again.
I know I need to start anew.
So, at last, I let go of you.
I stand here, alone, in the rain,
Waiting to be whole again.
I know I need to start anew.
So, at last, I let go of you.
NaPoWriMo Day 1
Poetry form : Quintella
http://madhumitas.wordpress.com/2014/04/01/petrichor/
Poetry form : Quintella
http://madhumitas.wordpress.com/2014/04/01/petrichor/
