I feel your warmth through a drunk young man,
In this cold rain and lonely evening
His state of mind is sinking to the glass
But we have a good time to mourn together,
Me and him
I see your blue eyes in his pupils
I hear your voice every time he says a word
I feel the worries are screaming in my head
I see you, I hear you, I feel you
Your soul
I thought he made me feel loved for a minute
I opened my eyes and you're not here
I found myself loveless
I lost in imaginary with the love you had
Love for me
-Nady Ara
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Sapphire and Petrichor
PoetryThis is my second poetry books, I'm so excited for this. Someone has inspired me a lot and he's the reason why I'm still writing almost every day. I was 16 when I published the previous book. It was about my ambitions and my despairness. I'm 17 righ...
