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
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Thanks so much for reading
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Pleasure always π π
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Well penned dear
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Thanks so much, OJ
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‘ darkness of her toxic kohl ‘ WOW.. beautiful, as usuaI.. I like it..!! ππ
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Thanks so much, DπΈπΈ
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I like the tenderness of these words……… Care and reassurance works as balms
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For sure. Thanks for your lovely read
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My pleasure
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Beautiful, Shantanu! “nursing her pains one at a time”
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Thanks so much for your kind read, Gabriela
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You are so welcome, my dear friend. Have a great day, wherever you are π
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Thanks so much. You have a wonderful Sunday too
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Nice penned
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Thanks so much
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Lovely.
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Thanks so much, Graci πΈπβ€οΈ
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You’re welcome π
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Really beautiful!
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Thanks so much, Christy
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My pleasure. π
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Love can heal the broken souls.So well said
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Thanks so much for your words
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