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An unsung song
A blank prose
A newspaper headline
A dried rose
[Lost in vain]
A dog-eared book
A tamarind stain
A layer of dust
A broken toy train
[Start to fade]
A black overcoat
A creaking chair
A blackened silver ring
Two incomplete lines completely unaware
[Turn jade]
Nostalgia creeps
On my core
Numbed,
I am suddenly cold
Two lips tremble
A tear escapes
To spoil the dust
An unheard sob
A suppressed sigh gathers a storm
Words get dry by the day
Start flaking
But bear the Fall
As the sky still weeps each frost
The two incomplete lines
Fading to grey
Have their fate entwined
In an end, hoping to not lose their rhyme
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Apt n beautiful title to start with.....
ReplyDeletethis one shows ur attention to the details....seeking beauty in trivias...
though mood remains the same...sombre tone..
n those last four lines....the best part...loved it!!!!