Summerless Poems - Poems about Summerless

... In a city of fog and summerless light, London hums softly, but nothing feels right. Years have withered, your name still flows Mithila, a whisper the morning wind knows. We never danced in ......

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...winter do not forget among the loss of flowers me beneath your death of snow do not forget that bird of sun the trees gave down there bending branches to light the grass where love made littl......

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