Old Image
Old image
1-
One evening,
She was showing me her image.
It was very small and old.
Someday,
We met through Skype.
Also, she offered an old image.
2-
Another year, we met at hotel.
For memory,
She gifts me her picture.
same old image.
3-
For long time,
she was absent.
Suddenly,I lost her voice.
4-
In the evening, full of sadness.
Boldly..
I teared her image.
her old image.
Copyright © Md Alzhrani | Year Posted 2015
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