The cold breeze of mind whispered
a sad song in the air,
The moon shined upon me as if I
was a dark Sea,
.....Deep, impenetrable, full of secrets.
The mist in which I was shrouded witnessed my loneliness.
A pitiful howling of wolves repeated your last word:
"You have given me nothing"
Yes My Love,,, You were right,
I have given you nothing
...except my old fool heart.
By: Jawid
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