Lone Imprisonment

by DevilOfRomance
No monsoons nowadays to drench my life,

For the solacing rainfalls everyday i strife,

Craving to catch a glimpse of you  for decades,

Every part of me thrives for you as life fades,

Heart so thirsty to melt in your embrace,

Even the soul is indulged in this futile chase,

Never ending torture , a cunning punishment,

Death would have been easier than this lone imprisonment.
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Ramisa Anjum

Ramisa Anjum

February 2, 2015 - 13:10 Nice Miscellaneous.I just loved it.KEEP on writing like this.YOU can also read my story named" HAIRS CUTTING"

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