Summer

She acts like summer

But, walks like rain

She leaves behind pieces of her life

Wherever she goes

In beautiful golden grains

“It’s easier to feel the wind this way, without them,” she says

She wears her pain

Like stilettos, on a narrow lane

“Head on clouds, closer to heaven,” smiles her face

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17 thoughts on “Summer”

      1. Yeah. I’ve been told a million times to actually let it out…
        I guess that’s just not who I am though.
        I’ve always been a very reserved person. lol.
        But thanks, Soumya 🙂

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