You couldn't really see her scars;
But you could read the story in her eyes.-
I'm etching every word of my story on each star
With every falling star,
I also lose one word of the story,
Fading slowly from the vast book of this universe....-
Your name is etched in my heart and will always remain there.
The moments shared with you were the most memorable happenings of my life . Your presence is always felt by me but still in dilemma that you are within me or not !!
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Deep beneath the web of wrinkled lines
And freckles spanning the face
Lies a soul that has mastered
The art of battling the woes
And disastrous circumstances
Sprung by the profound race of life
Yet not a tear to be seen within
The wandering eyes...
The sunken space between the contours
Of the jawline and cheekbones
Are a testimony of someone
Ready to face the world, while
Parallel to the laugh lines lie the wrinkles
Etched on the face and forehead
A sanctuary of bygone eras;
The face tells it all...
Yes, The Face tells it all!-
Every little thing is etched
in my mind
holding us captive in its
deepest grooves.-
Some memories have acquired a thin layer of dust,
But still etched perfectly in some lonely corner of my heart,
Unearthed unforgotten;
Safe and sound...-
some of the best love stories
are neither narrated, nor forgotton,
neither accomplished, nor broken!-
Last goodbyes to those who truly love you don't really exist,
Those people will hear your voice infinitely more times in their heads even after you die.
That's true love, it even acts as a record player when it has to.
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The darkness
That etched to my skin,
Staggered at
My silence
Holding a million screams,
And burnt itself
Making wayout for screams
That portrayed
My love in the universe.-
Footprints in the sand, a solitary stride,
Memories etched, where love once resided...
Waves wash away, yet heart remains,
Longing for what love's sweet pains...-