AS THE DROPS OF UNFORGIVING RAIN
TOUCHED THE GROUND,
THE SMELL OF THE SOIL ESCAPED FREE
AND HE FELT NOSTALGIC.
HIS HEIGHTENED SENSES PROVED TO BE VAIN
AND ONLY SHE WAS IN HIS BRAIN.
HE JASMINES REMINDED HIM OF HER,
SO PURE AND DELICATE.
THE CLOUDS REMINDED HIM OF HER,
SO FREE ABD UNTAINED.
BUT SHE WAS GONE,
TO ABYSS OF DARKNESS,
HE WAS IN PAIN, OH HE WAS,
HIS WINGS REFUSED TO EXTEND,
HIS HEARTBEAT NEVER SLOWED,
HIS EYES NEVER LIVED.
EVERY INCJ OF HIM FELT DEPRIVED,
HIS VEINS SCREAMED IN AGONY,
HIS SOUL ASKED FOR HER,
CAUSE HE WASN'T A BEING WITHOUT HER..
@ronspristine
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Nisha Thulung Rai
A girl from a small country passionate about blogging and trying to explore the world through media. Learning from other's ideas and trying to understand various things through work. Trying to connect with every people possible.
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