Closed the Windows , Closed the Doors
These things I dare not to forget
the words that were so sweet
that melts my heart from very deep
from a lover I'll forever keep.
Years had passed like flipping pages
and though not long to call it “ages”
a year and two seems like a lifetime
the drops of second - infinite time
Yet, an ebbing tide may drop so low
once, twice or more than in a row
and the love you once showed
may lurked beneath like a frightened crow.
You’ll say once more - be resilient
yet bones are fragile to stand once more
and soul do love to be in silent
closed the windows , closed the doors....
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