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ache
would it find solace
in company of words
dangling from branches
hand in hand
together
two lives
deeply rooted
to the moist soil
brown and green
one, breathing in pages
the other, trapped since ages
free and fly
aspire
humble twigs
are harmless
but
you can never be prepared
for beasts
that slurp in ecstasy
tearing promises apart
and then they depart
like scars, that still pain
someday, everyday
shall I protect you
from muddy terrains
shall I hold your hands
when teardrops rain
shall I be your love
when trust flies insane
neither will you reply
nor shall I wait
'cause
perhaps, perhaps
'tis already too late
This Poem is shared with
- Three Word Wednesday - Aspire, Beast, Slurp,
- Imaginary Garden - Open Link Monday,
- Picture It And Write.
Its never too late! :)
ReplyDelete:-)
DeleteAmazing :)
ReplyDeleteThank You Jyotsna :-)
DeleteThe two lives still go on...but the ache never finds solace!!!
ReplyDeleteWell said :-)
DeleteBlessings! May there be peace in our lives despite the awareness of all lost and missed opportunities!
ReplyDeleteYes :-)
DeleteThe last stanza speaks volumes...
ReplyDeleteAwesome!
Thanks buddy :-)
DeleteAh the pain of unrequited love...
ReplyDeleteugh hopefully it is not too late...it is a terrible feeling to realize that....
ReplyDeletethough i would like to believe it is not...
Sometimes, things are not in our hands :-)
DeleteAh! Beautiful composition! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Srishti :-)
Delete'nor shall I wait' is strongly pronounced...so perhaps it is too late...sigh
ReplyDeleteand beautiful yet again!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much :-)
DeleteSimply beautiful :)
ReplyDeleteThank You :-)
Deleteand i can sense something, am I not right?
ReplyDeleteyes perhaps its too late and perhaps its useless :)
I loved this poem and you said what? that you can't write good poetry? overacting..huh!
Thanks for your kind words :-)
DeleteBeautiful take on the prompt with a lovely flow to the poem. Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteThank You :-)
DeleteSo beautiful Mr. Sinha! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot :-)
DeleteSo beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank You Laura :-)
Deleteyour words flow like a dream, Amrit...
ReplyDelete"shall I hold your hands
when teardrops rain
shall I be your love
when trust flies insane..."
so stunning, so beautiful.
Thanks so much :-)
DeleteTrue. Very meaningful lines.
ReplyDeleteThank You :-)
DeleteThanks a lot :-)
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