Winter nights are the cruelest,
sound of incessantly falling ice,
disturbs.It accumulates,
on the foliages above,
slide,
and fall
on the earth
with a
thud.
I am sweating tears,
my heart bleeds; a pain-
I can't share with anyone,
as you aren't near.
*My heart develops a hole,
I peer inside,
and see you
sit there perplexed!*
Nov 23, 2012
Nov 23, 2012 at 12:52 PM UTC
Winter nights are the cruelest,
sound of incessantly falling ice,
disturbs.It accumulates,
on the foliages above,
slide,
and fall
on the earth
with a
thud.
I am sweating tears,
my heart bleeds; a pain-
I can't share with anyone,
as you aren't near.
*My heart develops a hole,
I peer inside,
and see you
sit there perplexed!*
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