There is a spot on the mirror.
Rub she might
Day in and night
The spot stays put.
There is a call she awaits
With bated breath
Like duelling life and death
But the line is cut.
There are words she wants
To fall on her ears
To wash away her tears
But the tongue is rigid
There is a hug she needs
To melt her heart
Causing lips to part
But the air is frigid.
There is a rainbow in the sky.
She wants the hue,
To give her the happiness due
But her eyes are shut.
There is a lining in the cloud
For him it's a dream
That she would notice him
But her eyes are shut.
30 December, 2015
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