TRANSFERENCE

You were like wind, I kept blowing
like a dry leaf without a tree to hold.

You were like sunshine, I kept glowing,
Going through your fire, the purest form of gold.

You showered as rain, I kept flowing
Without realizing that I might get cold.

You were like a dream, I kept growing
Daring to imagine, without being told.

Parul Singhal – India – (1984 - )

Singhal. P (2017) Emotionally Exhausted: Random Realisations. The Foolish Poet Press, Wilmslow, England. TRANSFERENCE. Page Number 11.