Confession of a friend

Somewhere from within the air,
Somewhere from above the clouds,
From somewhere…
Over the woods, brown and bare,
Over the fields of foggy swares,
Silent, soft and slow,
Descends the white snow.
And,
Land with its snow, glows apar.
By the fascination of white snow fell,
Rise the confession of ground heart fell,
It was my fault I didn’t realise,
But now it is a different tale,
I wish a wish to have a friend like you,
Lucky enough to have,
Hope to have company of yours,
That’s my confession heart fell.

poem by Anurag Kumar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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