Empty Hours Poem by Hasan B.Navaz
Empty Hours
Fruitless!
Even the snow falls outside,
the feel good climate,
seasons one wishes could remain for just a little longer rather than exiting so quickly,
the thunder and the lightening,
sunlight parallels...
But am Lacking purpose or substance? Doesn't it meaningful with this big empty space? Can I come out? Could I?
Yes yes yes, 'U' will definitely fill up this space! By the way Whoz that 'U'???
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