With a reluctant heart,
And a crushed self,
With trembling hands,
And a hesitant mind,
She stared at the blank page,
There was so much to say,
So many emotions to display,
But words were defeating her,
Failing her in every way,
For there was a lifetime of love to weave,
There was a future that deceived,
A few pages of letter couldn’t justify,
So she left him,
Without any last words.
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
Thanks so much for the reblog
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Always my pleasure, Shantanu!!
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Thank you my friend
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