March 11, 2020 ~ Nuraine Sadaf Her beauty, a marvel To the artists’ eyes. But every night, She cried herself to sleep Coz her love was blind. Share this: Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading... Published by Nuraine Sadaf Writer|Traveller| Learner| Reader| Observer| View all posts by Nuraine Sadaf