Saturday, 12 September 2020


You were mine
You are mine, he stressed

But she couldn't hear what he said
She had drifted away
She couldn't endure anymore

He had pushed her to the edge
Where she heard only echoes
Of the past
Faint and grainy residues
Of something called love

What went wrong she didn't want to decipher
She was done
She became lost in the sagas of love

So she left
For there was nothing left in her
Except skeletal remains

His wails of lost love
Were heard till date.

©LR



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