A piece of sunshine....

 Alone I sat,

solitary, with empty arms,

listening to the sounds of emptiness,

collecting the pieces of broken dreams.

 

Searching,

in the silvery moonlit night,

for elusive happiness,

longing to be held tight.

 

Wandering,

wishing upon a falling star,

for love, for a soul mate,

moving wide and afar.

 

Thinking,

of life's tangled twine,

and forlorn in the hope,

of a piece of sunshine...

~Rachit~

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