The lights turn on at 3
I see her silhouette
In the windowShe moves around
I think she is dancing
But there is absolutely no soundI haven’t seen her yet
But I imagine she must be beautiful
In a way
I can’t prehendI must face her soon
But contain my excitement
For she doesn’t know
I have seen her dancing
In the middle of the nightNow the lights in the window
Are no more
And the darkness take over.– Jafar Rehman
This is fictional and the work of my mind.Well,I’d like some input.Thanks. 😀
Teri handwriting yaar! I’m all heart eyes. 😀
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Haha! Thank you thank you. 🙂
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Somehow it was supposed to be creepy but its not !
Sorry, keeping jokes aside, beautiful as always. You painted a picture. I could see the whole thing in my mind and that my friend is one of the many reasons why you’re a terribly great writer. 🙂
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Well to be honest mind works wonder. I happen to wake up at 3:30am in the night and from where I sleep I see a window. Blame my imagination here or something else.
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Aah.. the ending..
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