I remember when
Our eyes opened
With the rising of the sun
The smell of morning air
And a renewal that cannot quite be captured
In words
Can only be felt
But for a moment
I remember standing
Behind a frozen pane of glass
Staring out
Into a world of swirling white
Wondering
Whether there was still anything left at all
Beyond
There is a chill which lingers
In the air even in warm rooms
Waiting
Until finding its way
Straight through thick jackets
Shirts and flesh beneath
Straight to the core
Of what, I am not certain
For I have felt it so many times before
But cannot trace
From where it started
Nor when or where it ceased to be
Beautiful words
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I am so glad that you enjoyed them, Adnama. Thank you as always for your readership and for leaving your thoughts,
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You are Welcome 🙂🌹❤
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Beautiful.
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Thank you, Megha!
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Amazingly beautiful words
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Thank you, my friend.
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Pleasure for ur words my frnd
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❤️
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