There rose the Sun.

I still get cold at your thought.

Cold is not the dawn.

No warmth in the air though.

Thoughts are gushing.

Heart is numb.

Blood is hiemal.......

Eyes say.....

It was no feeling at all.

With us having nothing to hold......

All in memories.......

Nothing has same fervor like that anymore.........

But it was no feeling afterall..........