
I was waiting for you, as always.
In the night- Cold and bitter!
Tears were rolling
Down my cheeks;
I was hurt, and in pain.
Nobody could understand it,
Other than you!
And then you came, as always.
Wiped away all my tears,
And gave me a hug:
Warm and full of love!
They call it as a Dew;
But my dear Sun,
Nobody could understand it,
Other than you…
08.09.2020
12 replies on “Other Than You”
Beautiful
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A poem full of love. Expressed well. Cheers, Muriel
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Thank you so much.😊
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Love your beautiful poem
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Lovely.
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I love this piece !
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Beautiful!
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Beautiful ❤️.
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A lovely poem! A wonderful metaphor. ❤
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Thank you.❤
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Nice!
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