The letter not written

As silence rustles the leaves,
Memories, half forgotten,
Whisper, and fade away again.
Whenever the heart stirs to sing,
The eyes look around
Fearing, the ears might hear.
You left your fragrance, your smile
All over the place –
I know not where to put my heart to rest.
The hands that were once mine,
Henna covered, soft, caring,
Touch the lips, and disappear.
And so, again, last night, me and my pen
Sat together to write the letter,
That should have been written long ago.

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One response to “The letter not written

  • Vibhu

    Touching indeed! This reminds me of my own few lines written several years back in Hindi, titled “अनलिखा संदेसा”

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