Monday, May 19, 2014

Promises, on a dark night ...

It was a darkened night 
when moon seemed so cold,
You had called it a night so bright
You promised me the warmth of fire 
when the strokes of winds were freezing the soul in me

10 comments:

  1. "when the strokes of winds were freezing the soul in me" that was a wonderful line..

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