Secret

by Anu   Jan 3, 2012


Days, weeks then months
A drag they all become.

When it's cold
and late at night
thoughts jumbled up
to make a sad tale
of emotions & dreams.

A yearning comes fast,
too fast and too sudden
making all the reality lessons
to escape though the broken window.

Oh how she wishes it's spring now
so that her secret wish can be granted soon!

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