November Nights

 

November Nights

These sad November nights
wrap around me like memories,
whispering your name
in the silence between raindrops.

The air is colder now,
yet I still feel the warmth
of your love lingering
on my skin like forgotten sunlight.

I crave your presence,
the way your voice softened my storms,
the way your eyes made
the world feel gentle again.

But you’re far —
and all I have are stars and echoes,
reminding me that once,
your love made me glow.  

                   KULSOOM AFZAL