the break-up . . .

By GOLAKAR in Poems » Short
Updated 12:22 IST Mar 28, 2017

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towards the end,

the I in you and the you in me

         desperately kept looking for words

                       words that could set the pallid silhouette back on fire;

                             words that will sprinkle life back,

                                 just like evening rain during hot summer days

                                     words from a place beyond you and me

                                               but all that we could find was

                                                      a million empty thoughts,

                                                               frozen by the scars of time

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