The Crushed Heart
The crushed papers you’ve thrown
Memorize the crushed heart
In your fist its crushed paper
But for me “the crushed heart”
Like a drought affected field.
I stand behind bypaths
“In silence..In silence”
Made crevices in mind
Uprooted the lovely shades
You moved like a swift
With flying paper kites
You are so high
Dancing and dazzling in sky
Made Crackling smiles
That I heard
In the gust of life
Now so far we are
Today when I unfolded the,
Crushed papers lying down
Frown up “in the silence”.
But I opened it
It’s my feelings
It’s my writings...
It’s never a mistake
Only "a word of love" in that
Heave a sigh of relief
Now the crushed love
Rejuvenated as golden scripts
Only in my poetry notes, as
Valentine thought.
The Crushed Heart
The crushed papers you’ve thrown
Memorize the crushed heart
In your fist its crushed paper
Like a drought affected field.
I stand behind bypaths
In silence. In silence
Made crevices in mind
You moved like a swift
With flying paper kites
Now far long we are
Today when I unfolded the,
Crushed papers lying down
It’s my feelings
Heave a sigh of relief
It’s my writings...
It’s never a mistake
Only "a word of love" in that
Now the crushed love
Rejuvenated as golden scripts.
In my poetry notes.
The crushed papers you’ve thrown
Memorize the crushed heart
In your fist its crushed paper
Like a drought affected field.
I stand behind bypaths
In silence. In silence
Made crevices in mind
You moved like a swift
With flying paper kites
Now far long we are
Today when I unfolded the,
Crushed papers lying down
It’s my feelings
Heave a sigh of relief
It’s my writings...
It’s never a mistake
Only "a word of love" in that
Now the crushed love
Rejuvenated as golden scripts.
In my poetry notes.
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