It's all my little wonder imagination!! In my recent days I read a book that transmuting my story line and I want to express how I feel on myself " the fault in our stars " (John Green) author did it very well. unfortunately, I had already seen in the movie before i read these book but my little curious may for reason to take this book to read. Is it a darkly passionate tale of love?Or highly my wonder what ever I'm desperately in the love of the words. I carry out these feelings for past days. So I decided to accumulate things in my imagination into one finest a letter for a soul. It's wonderful who all are read the book know that feels which we felt on alone to soliloquy us. The stars always pop-up on midnight or dreams. The book never unsettle me almost a week which I have to do something for the book ...
One cold midnight Holding memories W hen I awaken there's a street light, vision of light I saw a snow showering a girl, She trembled by snow on wee hours, she escaping from frigid cold on warm light, Her drops of cry brought the Arctic igloos, A little finger wiped her picky nose , Wrinkling her drenched eyes on the ferocious winds, Her hair swaying in the wind to be in front, Her painful memories did not linger in the bustling air, Who's she? Could h...