A tainted soul
Painted in a white frame.
A faded smile
Pale illusion of broken dreams.
Foist upon the bones,
A hornet’s nest
Stirred awake.
By the Window
Tag: melancholic
Calls the Piano
I heard a melodious tune
A passage of notes on the piano
Soft, smooth, and grave
It seemed like a familiar piece of music
Like the one that plays
With the chords of your heart
Like the one that arouses
Many hidden emotions
Which then come flowing out
Like a pouring rain.
Nuraine Sadaf 