You picked my broken pieces
split and dispersed
all over the town
and in the sorrow laced lake
where I was left to drown
You found my lost bearings
and the shattered beliefs
and weaved them together
one at a time
to some magical relief
And before I could comprehend
you transformed my despaired being
to some rhythmic melody
much like the castanets
in a Spanish dance
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
Confab With Me 
A compliment wrapped and twined in beauty! 🍃
Thank you so much Myth for your kind comment
Beautiful.Only the one who loves you can lace up your sorrows to make a beauty for the world to see.I have written something exactly like this.
Thank you Megha. Send me your link
Not posted yet. Seriously, not teasing you.
I posted “Regret” just now.if you want to read.
Haha. You and your treasure cove. I will wait
haha..Yes I’m rich in that way.
Sure, I will
Beautiful🌹
Thank you, Jay
That piece of romanticism! Beautiful!
Thank you, Graci. You are a kind soul 😊
You are welcome 😊
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Beautifully penned, Shantanu!!!
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Thanks so much my friend
Thanks for the reblog my friend
Always happy to have your words to share, Shantanu!!
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