And that letter I wrote
with thoughts laced with hope
and my yearnings
weaved in an ensemble
with the remembrance of our past
is lying somewhere insentient
craving for a touch
but you won’t care
for you I am nothing
but a speck of dust
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Amazing. So beautifully poured out! 😊
Indifference is the hardest response to process.
I love this poem
Thanks so much, Anne
True my friend. Thanks so much
Thanks so much. I really appreciate it
This piece is so beautifully written. Your emotions seep through this one. So sorrowful. 😥
Thanks so much. Truly humbled
You’re most welcome, my friend! 😘
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I wrote a poem based in unopened letters.it called “alone”
Cool. Will check it out
You’re most welcome 🙂
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Thanks so much.
🌸😊I haven’t checked yet 😱
Hahaha..no worries..take your time. Main Kahan ja rahi hoon
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