I missed her

I smell the roses to remember her...

and nothing remind me her except the roses's scent,

she was the fragrant wakes me every morning ...

whenever I wake up I see her,the sun shines,

i only see the dark of night in her absence...

she was like the sun day and night,

i count the stars in her absence...

i hadn't see the stars while she was beside me,

her voice was a melody everywhere ....

even walls sing it.







Poetry by poet*salem
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Written on 2015-07-06 at 23:44

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