she..
there was a little storm,
inside someone
you've known for long;
there was pain,
behind every freckle
she gained;
there were sullen faces,
broken noses,
hearts of paper roses;
but again,
there was breath,
eyes with depth ,
stories unknown,
within that very zone.
© prathika elango
inside someone
you've known for long;
there was pain,
behind every freckle
she gained;
there were sullen faces,
broken noses,
hearts of paper roses;
but again,
there was breath,
eyes with depth ,
stories unknown,
within that very zone.
© prathika elango