Without a word,
Without a goodbye,
Without a cry,
He was out of my sight.
The feeling didn’t stay
Maybe, he carried with him away.
Just as I know, it wouldn’t come back
Until I realized, I am staring at the next block.
He sits near to me
I felt the rush of blood
Confused, clumsy
But no, it’s not him...Alright.
Fear runs through my veins
It flows with the pain
I found myself shedding tears
For a stranger I miss and might not meet again.
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LOVE and other emotions..
PoetryLOVE - in this humanity, no one has perfectly defined it, yet, shown in any perspective..any walk of life. Along with it, as always been, are the other emotions that make love a bitter, sweet, source of hope and beautiful core of everything. It is s...
