She,
with a hesitant mind
and wearing reluctance
on her ostensible charm
tiptoed,
crawling few inches at a time
trying to reach for his heart
that she abandoned not too long ago
aspiring to explore some greener pastures
now only to realize
what she deserted
was the only abode she yearned
the only place she could call her home
Little she knew
the path she was retreading back
didn’t exist anymore
and the heart she longed for
now was a ball of coal
destroyed and charred
Would she be able to resurrect the broken soul
Only time would tell
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Beautifully written as always, Shantanu. The last lines of the second stanza are very powerful, so poignant. I like the open ending with the possibility of some hope.
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I always love to hear from you. Thank you for such a beautiful comment
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Wooooooow
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Thank you dear 😊🌸
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Like always you have beautifully narrated emotions that one could relate 🙂
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Thank you so much, Nimra. Always a pleasure to hear from you
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Pleasure is mine:)
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This sounds more like a prelude to next poem.You write your poems keeping your characters in mind
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I love it!
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Thank you, Diana
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To resurrect the broken soul.. what an expression.. superb..!!!! 👍🏼😇👌🏼
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Thank you so much for your kind words
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Amazingly penned Shantanu!!
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Thank you so much, Aditi
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A charred heart is never whole again. There are always scars that show.
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So true. Thanks for reading
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So beautiful! Loved it!❤️
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Thank you for your kind read and always leaving behind such beautiful prints ❤️❤️
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