My lonely door

My  pillow is complaining about my burning tears
She’s longing for  cool summer nights
My piano is turning away my melancholic tunes
He’s yearning for  your cheerful   music tones
My mirror is asking about  your boyish smile
And my house corners are missing  your bewitching perfume
Spring lost its way to  my home
colours withers and ashen shadows reign
And cheerful songs melted away into  sighs
All beings  are waiting for a knock at my lonely door
A knock that will  stir in them again  life beat
Your knock  .

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