Sunday, 23 September 2018

The Crushed Heart


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.

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