Many a time when your thoughts fill me up to the brim
when the eyes fail to hold the ostensible smile anymore,
when the heart cannot keep an empty nest
during such time I lose all reasoning
and despite all the promises I made to the self
I desire to reach for you,
to hold you abut and ask you one last time
whether you feel the same pang,
do you still miss my touch,
my words, my proses, my poems, our stories,
if not always, maybe just once in a while
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Thanks a lot, Jay
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That is a difficult road to travel… Well written, my friend!
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Thanks so much for reading
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You’re welcome 🙂
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if not always, maybe just once in a while..this one killed me. Beautifully written would be an understatement.
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Thanks so much for reading and appreciating 🌸🌸
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Outstanding piece. I can’t say anything else, I can’t find the right words to express how much this resonated
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You are very kind. I am so glad you liked it 🌸🌸
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My pleasure really, I loved it!!
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Shantanu – The longing of this poem is palpable. Beautifully written my friend. -Jill
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Thanks so much for your beautiful comment 🌸🌸
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You are most welcome dear friend
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