There isn't your voice my love
In a cold night
Only the sound of a gas car be
heard faintly from a distance...
I paused for a moment
Muttering to myself, where am I now?
To ward off loneliness
I tried to string word for word
Expressing feelings that I don't understand
But it really feels very quiet
Like meditating alone in kahfi cave
Reflect on what has happened, today and tomorrow.
Waiting for the morning without sunlight
The cold breeze isn't over yet...
My fate, lonely, frozen like a lump of snow Thank you for the winter that always accompanied me
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A nice poem, Nia Bahri. Read my poem Love and L u s t. Thanks.