When you revisit your own old writings, you realize how far have you come. And another realization that hits you is the fact that the emotions with which you had written it way back are still intact, their warmth still tingles you mildly.
I hardly write poems; but I had tried writing some in the start. Here is one of them. Still close to my heart. Still as fresh as it was back then.
So, here I go again. All the feed backs are welcomed open-heartily. In fact, DO provide your feedback on how can I improve my writing. 🙂
There passed a sleepless night
Both of them took a deep, restless sigh,
She knew she loved
But the other one felt unloved, 😦
She had to go far away in other city
Other one thought it was her way of escaping her present misty,
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