Sunday Wordsmiths By Subhasis Patra

Un-Expressed Feelings ...

Before her , motionless I stare and stood As if none but a lump of wood . Unable to express my joy or cry ; Speaking for me is only my eye. My words and emotions made a run To ask for her love there was none .

The sound of murmur seemed as a roar The small room , seemed as the deserted shore. I can even feel the echoing whip As if in the tranquil land of sleep.

Seemed like the lifeless body lay My heart is broken & thrown away .

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