Sonnet: Twenty days.
From the Blog randomlyabstract Twenty days you said it will take, twenty days for you to return Twenty days of strife and wait, but never again, you swore Twenty days and more have passed, since months I do now yearn Flowers on the table set, I keep ajar my door. It will get better, I tell myself, though future haunts me like a ghost, Like a ghost does future haunt me now as I struggle to make past here. No tiding came, no key, no hint; could you send a letter at most? It is not just painful, devastating it is— to see a loved one disappear. Practiced I have all words to say, prepared I am to forgive, When you come you will find in spirits good, me offering all I may. But it’s not a matter as simple as that, for I worry now where you live… It’s a dark dark world of gloomy nights– sun brings forth a woeful day. I hoppakistanblogs.blogspot.comRead Full Post
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