I Have Burned All The Pages Poem by Bhat Aijaz

i have burned all the pages,
where you were visible,
I asked the wind to blow,
take away these coward ashes,
and paint the sky with darken shades,
I asked the Rain to come down,
cool down the lava,
coming out from my thoughts,
but the thunders said to me,
Calm down, everything is gone,
All gone,
its just a passing shower,
A simple Rain.
Then the Sun came out,
with a Rainbow...


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