Kuninaaziz’s Poem: ‘The Hope’


To go with the flow,

That is the principle,

Though things she doesn’t know,

She always keep it simple.


Days and and month passed by,

Only twice they met,

Every separation without goodbye,

Nor hi as they met.


Monsoon season on November,

Throwback on last December,

She will always remember,

A promise that need to discover.


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