Tuesday 6 June 2017

The rain drops and starry nights.

It's raining since a while. A look towards the sky and, I witness the whole universe trying to find its place in my deep brown eyes. I blink. The stars blink with me. The moon seems to be enjoying this little rendezvous of ours. Such dark nights embedded with stars make me smile. The rain drops heal my scars. Its melody soothes my soul.

And, people tell surviving is difficult. Is it? Certainly not. With such beauty around me, I can endure it all and still be hopeful.

© Sheerin Naz.

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