Lying here all alone i silently ponder.
Beside me was once a figure, a person, a lover.
Or was it just a figment of my imagination? Was he really here or was i just dreaming? ..........
No, it was real...i know it was. His scent still lingers in the atmosphere, there is an indelible impression on the pillow next to me.
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thanks for your kind comments and the suggestions.... and please do help me by commenting and rating my other poems too.... even you have a great writing skill! regards, Kenny!
I really liked this poem, keep writing its great