And you said
you will never let go of the hand,
we will travel places,
write poetries on floating sand,
and the love we feel for each other
will remain treasured in the folds of our heart,
we will climb mountains and chart new paths
And now here I am
left with none of those words
but just a memory
teasing me from yonder
and yet you say
I am in oblivion, for I am lost
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Too beautiful 🌾
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Thank you, Ila. Much appreciate your words
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😊
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profound!
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Thanks so much so much, Pooja
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thanks so much for the reblog
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Happy to share it, Shantanu!
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Pain of love lost and unrequited penned so beautifully
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Thanks so much for your kind words
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My pleasure
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🌸😊
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