he was my north, he was my south my east and my west

My daily morning and my Sunday rest

my noon, my night, My beautiful song

I thought he would last forever, oh boy I was so wrong

May his soul rest in peace.

Comment below if you like poems or stories so I know what my next post is going to be about!

Published by HunteR

Hey There! I am Prakrit Narang, an aspiring teenager from india. I would be writting short stories, and talking about general awareness in my blog posts. Stay tuned for more!

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