I am overlooking through my window

To the green hills in the mountains

I am listening to the chirping of birds

Letting my imagination to flow to its senses

I feel the cold air blowing to my face

It reminds me of the chills that I got when rejected

I am now with full of stories

That sometimes helps me to share to calm down my memories

I have been through heartache

The desires that were genuine but never intersected

I know what it feels like

But that's how you experience the hurt and hope that it will someday fade

away

I have been through lots of tears

That lost its presence and stopped somewhere

I have been through emptiness

And know that how it feels like to fill the vessels

By Moin Uddin

From: Nepal

Instagram: moin.writer

Twitter: rjmoin

Facebook URL: https://www.facebook.com/moin.uddin.98