She does not yearn for him now
But prays for him
She does not miss him
But writes poems when she remembers him
She now, thinks of all the words
She would say if she meets him
All the words
That could say the best goodbye
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GREY | POETRY COLLECTION |
Poetry" Humans have more shades Than on the colour palatte of an artist" Grey, is a mixture of darkness and light, happiness and sadness, black and white. It is a peaceful place where one hides, cries, smiles laughs without anyone knowing. Grey is us. W...
