Like a gnome she guarded her emotions,
Keeping it buried deep under,
Away from the gaze of any prying eyes.
And waited from time immortal,
Searching for someone,
In some subconscious way,
Who could understand her,
And could hold her subliminal fears,
In his tight fold,
And drift her off,
Away from her entangled world.
Copyright Β© Shantanu Baruah
Aha..a wishful thinking of every beating heart.Nicely penned, Shantanu.
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Who indeed, but you! Nice!!
Beautiful lines as always.
This is lovely!
When the heart wishes. Beautiful post
Thanks a lot my friend
Thanks so much
Thanks so much
Thanks so much OJ
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You’re welcome
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