Aberrant thoughts
Silently blowing breeze
cold night,
defunct ambiance,
jangles inside,
abrupt doldrums,
Trickling tears
down the barren
Eyes!
Sensing occult
Hearing his voice
Turns around,
something passed by.
Heart throbbing,
hands freezing,
with trembling voice
Says she-“I know you’re there”
You can’t fool me!
Categories: Poetic Bug




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