She thought he was gone,
dissolved in some blurry horizon,
never to return
She labeled it as fate,
accepted his absence
even before her eyes could blink,
and that heart
raised a slight shrug,
and she moved on with her life
She put layers after layers
of thoughts,
renewed love,
fleeting desires,
and charming promises,
all over her bruised heart,
and she assumed such diminutive hope
would be buried without much ado
But he was never gone,
for her mind got engaged in new covets, making him dissolve in oblivion,
but he stood there braiding time
waiting for the dust to settle,
patiently but surely
And then one fine day
when she was flipping through
her past yearn,
she saw him,
never disappearing,
questioning every one of her belief,
and each one of her credence,
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What if she hasn’t moved on?
And maybe he is actually gone?
The entire poem is an illusion. She thought he has gone, which he did, but her mind believed he is there, hence the blurred view. I know little weird but that’s how I thought of portraying it. Thank you for your read
No no it’s not weird!
It’s really an amazing poem! Shantanu, didn’t mean to sound rude or something.
I’m sorry if I gave you that idea.
It’s always a pleasure to read your beautiful work. 😊
No no you are totally fine. I love all views. Trust me. And you were not rude at all. Thank you for all your read
What if he hasn’t actually gone>
Don’t know what I am trying to say here, but I understand that he has gone! But..
Anyways, let it be just an illusion.
Everyone who enters our life and especially heart can leave physically but they never leave our thoughts.They are there forever.We just try to inhibit those thoughts 😊
I know how you feel. But yes, let be an illusion for now. Thanks so much for reading so beautifully
I absolutely agree. Thank you for your lovely comment