Frozen hands
Feets more,
Finding love here I land.
Warm embrace sought my heart
Cold instead is what I got.
Pushing aside all negativity
“He’s not well” myself consoled.
Some time passed
We walked along
Still was I all frozen more.
Shoulders collided,
No trace of any sparks.
Atleast a warm smile,
If not himself warm
Expected I..
But heart accepted
The new cold “mine”.
Lost was the warmth,
Those charming gaze
Those sparkling eyes…
All was lost
But..a stranger.
Cold is not the weather
Instead my new found love..
Or should I say my new Lost Love?


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