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a soft cold breeze blew
brushing my hair through
a passionate spark is what in my sad soul grew
flowers danced in the rhythm of downpour
birds perched up on tree branches , planted next door
they sang anthem of joy and love in its melody
glaring at rainbow flattering in the sky of clouds
washed in the most calming shade of blue which ocean surrounds
Felt as if life has returned ,
which once was cursed and imprisoned
the abandoned town of my heart feels alive
Now those walls feel , what a home is like !
Spending special hours with my only ONE
Seeing the gloom of dark sorrows turn
into pour of heavenly love from dimmed dazzling sun
🧚🏻♀️
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PoetryI'll let y'll decide ! Be it poems or maybe stories. to me they are STOEM [ poems portraying stories ] being STAYHA >.<
