The arrival of spring was coming

The lamps of dreams were brightened by the rays of hope around the cold winds

Someone’s footsteps were being heard on the doorstep of the heart

That moment, that time was passing with those unseen feeling of waiting

With pleasant belief to whom long-awaited he came suddenly….

But sometimes happiness is like a mirage

Disappears by touching

I counted the hours waiting for him for a long years and he came too

But then in such a spring season in which he came and also went

©️ Aarzu_words

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