Un-communicated Lightning

I have a Winter Within,

Every now and then Sun peeps in,

Snow melts through black – eyes.

With parched skin,

Blood whirlpools within,

Face faces the moon with ease.

I have a Winter Within

Every now and then Sun peeps in,

I try to hide under the smile.

These days’ people recognize

Sun – Moon :: Summer – Winter

I run towards Sun; Moon resides within. 

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