The poem describes a haunted home. The poem describes a haunted home.

Sometime your touch. Like a million dew drops pouring in my soul. Sometime your touch. Like a million dew drops pouring in my soul.

But because my soul was on fire and you felt like winter moon. But because my soul was on fire and you felt like winter moon.

Sparkling and divine like precious silver in the shape of a person.... Sparkling and divine like precious silver in the shape of a person....

Returning her question with a silent answer Through ardent, sincere eyes Which also told her h... Returning her question with a silent answer Through ardent, sincere eyes W...

That day, I understood the meaning of the idiom "Every cloud has a silver lining". That day, I understood the meaning of the idiom "Every cloud has a silver lining...