On a cold night
suddenly
the path seems too lonely;
rustle of fall leaves, too loud.
An unexpected silence rushes.
The pain of the night
sinks deeper
in the heart of loneliness.
About Me
- Prapti Banerjee
- what i like: independence, black coffee, lone walks, books, sleeping till whenever..., cooking, romance, cinema, chocolate brownie with ice-cream, dreaming, being loony. What I Do Not like: Double standard people, hypocrites, MCPs, surrender, compromise, sunday evenings, soap operas, 24X7 news channels, gyan by people without relevant experience, incompetence, irresponsible people
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