I'm far away from you, far far away
You are engrossed elsewhere and never listen to what I say
Your prescence is a shadow which fails to recognize my soul
I wonder if thats how we'll depart, strangers unknown
Quatrain By Maria Yousuf
Everyday I pour my thoughts and sentiments on paper. Engraving them with my hold. Exhuming them from my soul. Creating them into poems and much more... Blazing Sapphire
Nice one.
ReplyDeleteBut what is a quatrain now? :p
quatrain is a poem of 4 line
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