Hello my lovely fellow bloggers!!
So, this genre of poetry is fairly new to me. Do give your feedbacks and whether I should continue with it or something else..😊💕though I really enjoyed writing this and the words just flew.
She was a storm,
He was her silence.
She was darkness,
He was her light.
She was broken,
He was her wonder.
She was a lock,
He was her key.
She was the scattered pieces of the puzzle,
He was the one who put them together.
Now, when she is ready to hand him the key herself,
With the key, without asking….
~Arshnoor Kaur Chadha
Hoping you’ll enjoyed this and are safe……💕💕💕💕😊