After The Fifteenth Step…

 

Watching the full moon

Coming out of the monsoon cloud

-In the middle of the lonely night

 

After the downpour

The sky seems to be smiling

Like her eyes

 

Shining bright and vivid

In our midnight paradise

Her eyes; brimming over in ecstasy

 

These sleepless nights

Bring her memories back

Not in pain nor in consolation

 

I can still count her steps

One, two…three... And the Fifteenth

Before she drove off

 

1st August 2018

NilavroNill Shoovro

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◄ Chronicle Of Love

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Vautaw

Thu 6th Feb 2020 20:00

Heartbreakingly beautiful. 🖤

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Philipos

Thu 6th Feb 2020 18:27

Different in an enjoyable way. P. 👍

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Tom

Thu 6th Feb 2020 17:12

It's strange the memories that we have no choice but to keep. Enjoyed your words a lot.

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