Wednesday, 27 June 2018

The Letter


I received a letter
In  a white paper sheet ,
Letters  written in black ink,
Without taking a blink,
When I opened it,
I  saw the words of you,
Dipped in red hue,
Profound and profane,
Colourful  and disdain,
That I regain from the alphabets
those  which carry
 your emotions and pain.
It  made me numb,
Unlike the great Shakespearean  hero,
 many unexpressed words  and many random feelings
started playing  with   “to be  or not to be” emotion.
I and my soliloquy,
The more I rehearsed,
A soft tone mutters
Supple  wings of mine flutters
With the emotions attached  with  your letters.

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