Sometimes nights become more loner than loneliness itself
sometimes silence don’t give the answers of unsaid questions
sometimes mind stuck with little details of memories
sometimes heart slow down to see who really cares
sometimes clock tick tock is more musical than music itself
sometimes words are not enough to explain the condition of heart 🙂
©Arooba
Arooba 
Great poem, dear friend 🙂
Have a good time
Didi
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Thnks alot didi 🙂
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