A soft thud just when the sun went down
A sweet smile brighter than the moon
A sonder filled moment as a hand that came ascending
A sniff of disgust or was it understanding?
A sorrowful speech scurried so solemn
A sad night meant for the dreadful
A secret moment one wish to have
A sunny day before the night could end.
- Minha Mehrin
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Dulcet
PoetryI see a star I see nothing more I felt a nudge I felt no pain Was it hate? Was it love? Or something in between? A mystery I assume A history they strive to forget A sultry heart all left alone. ________ A collection of poem I write to find what I...
