Winter

Watching him, staring Looking at him. Smiling and pining for that smile back. Like the Earth pines for the heat of the sun, I pine for his warmth. And soon, summer comes. His heat and his joy bring my flowers in to bloom! How prosperous I am now, Now that he is around. How prosperous that I am! But all does wilt. I saw him, Watched him, Felt him staring. Though, not at me. My flowers fell out of bloom, And my leaves dropped. Winter again. Shalt I love no more?

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Faraz Ajmal

Date: 7/13/2018 9:03:00 AM

Ahh, it was a really nice poem and I really enjoyed reading it, good luck and have a really nice day

Lyric Man

Date: 7/3/2018 12:30:00 AM

Hi Scarlet.. I loved reading your poem this evening with a delightful bedtime tea. I look forward to reading more of your creative works tomorrow.. sleep well!