Her lament eyes
hid many unfinished tales,
and her silent wail
had shadows of many winding trails.
I gathered some courage
and cultivated some faith
to plunge into her
eyes arduous lanes
Lost in those eyes
was a loving soul
hardened by the darkness
of some toxic kohl
The past had rattled her being
in danger, her eyes were flirting
nursing her pains one at a time
I caressed them with the utmost care
soon her lost glare came back with vigor
Happiness that escaped her finally triggered
Copyright Β© Shantanu Baruah
Beautiful piece
Thanks so much for reading
Well penned dear
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‘ darkness of her toxic kohl ‘ WOW.. beautiful, as usuaI.. I like it..!! ππ
I like the tenderness of these words……… Care and reassurance works as balms
Beautiful, Shantanu! “nursing her pains one at a time”
Thanks so much, OJ
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Nice penned
Thanks so much, DπΈπΈ
For sure. Thanks for your lovely read
Thanks so much for your kind read, Gabriela
You are so welcome, my dear friend. Have a great day, wherever you are π
My pleasure
Thanks so much. You have a wonderful Sunday too
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Thanks so much
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Lovely.
Thanks so much, Graci πΈπβ€οΈ
You’re welcome π
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Really beautiful!
Thanks so much, Christy
Love can heal the broken souls.So well said
My pleasure. π
Thanks so much for your words
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