Winter evening darkens
Behind my closed window..
My words translates my silence
The day that I have left behind
Doing nothing, idle... almost gone
Shall be kept archived in my heart..
A day.. immersed in thoughts
A day.. that I loved you without reason..
That shall remain, day shall end..
Yet night shall have its own advent
And in the darkness, I shall wait
For your voice.. to give a call..
And then together, we shall
Save the glory of the gone day
And hold together, this passionate night !
~Manjuri~
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