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In the coldest nights, when the storms start, I ha

In the coldest nights, when the storms start,
I had seen my dreams falling apart.
In the silence of darkness, the stars glazed,
Those were the nights when I healed my heart. 

Inspite of darkness, I began to see,
I was indeed losing faith in me. 
I didnt cry, I didn't break,
I rebuilt my dreams staying awake. 

I was lonely at night, I had demons to fight,
I was searching for hope under the moonlight. 
I was picking myself, trying to restart, 
To rebuild my dreams, I convinced my heart.

©Ummer Farooque Arihole
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