The soul wishes for a tryst with you, you and me together far away in solitude. Solitude and Silence shouts Schmaltzy.The arrow struck the moon shattering it into pieces, that falls on earth as glittering remains of romanticism. Am collecting its pieces, memory lane sheds a drop tear.
Also read: Rush.Expectations.Hue.
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You are really good..will read all…keep writing,I can see you with a great future.
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🙂 Liked this one… short but so good 🙂
Bah! Loved the imagery!