Night Of Loneliness

Often in the night of loneliness,

I remember how many innocent desires used to dance in this heart, mostly it flew without wings.

There was a strange conflict,

Waiting of every special moment in the hours of morning and evening,

Often in the night of loneliness,

I wonder how much curiosity there was,

How much fun in the scenes of past,

When there were echo of silent conversations all around.

How precious that heart’s season was ever..

Often in the night of loneliness,

A sigh arises,

All that was between you and me, those unspoken, unheared stories,

The form of some joys, the conjecture of some dreams,

Now I’m swinging under the sky of those blissful memories..

©️ Aarzu_words

30 Replies to “Night Of Loneliness”

  1. A lonely night and a mind full of thoughts is a perfect blend for a writer to express the glory of his/her words. Wonderful post indeed love the emotions with which you decorated this post!

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