Black and White
The view was pleasing,
The heart at peace.
Yet the rain kept falling,
On the exact same place.
Making a tiny hole,
Through the heart's soft skin.
Spilling red and white,
On the bare white snow
Copyright © Paghunda Zahid | Year Posted 2023
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