THE LONELY NIGHT

By-Ayan Sharma

 

The lonely night

turns sombre

as nostalgia embraces

and you reminisce

what's gone.

The misty eyes

lose some drops …

a small price to pay

for the beautiful night.

 

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This poem has been published in the book 'The Last Flower Of Spring'. Buy the paperback copy on Amazon: https://tinyurl.com/y9sydnxn

 


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