Times i never wanted to recall
Things i never wanted to say
Words were never enough to express
Price in pain i was never ready to pay
I wanted it to be special
I wanted it to be great
I wanted it to be in a way for her never to forget
Each word i penned down was a memory in itself,
Every moment i described was a piece of myself
For years i had lived dragging the heaviest fetter,
Well from me to her it was my first letter
I stopped when it was around eleven pages,
I wanted to say everything, i thought since ages
Much still was left unsaid in my mind,
The child in me thought there will be many in future, this was just the first of its kind
We loved, laughed, cried and tried,
Revived the phoenix of emotions umpteen times but it died
I rue the fact that we grew apart,
The barrage of memories were always difficult to part
But have been through a lot and its time to cut me some slack,
No hard feelings, but i really want my letter back.
© Biplab Patra and biplab7777.blogspot.com, 2019. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Biplab Patra and biplab7777.blogspot.com with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.
Things i never wanted to say
Price in pain i was never ready to pay
I wanted it to be special
I wanted it to be great
I wanted it to be in a way for her never to forget
Each word i penned down was a memory in itself,
Every moment i described was a piece of myself
For years i had lived dragging the heaviest fetter,
Well from me to her it was my first letter
I stopped when it was around eleven pages,
I wanted to say everything, i thought since ages
Much still was left unsaid in my mind,
The child in me thought there will be many in future, this was just the first of its kind
We loved, laughed, cried and tried,
Revived the phoenix of emotions umpteen times but it died
I rue the fact that we grew apart,
The barrage of memories were always difficult to part
But have been through a lot and its time to cut me some slack,
No hard feelings, but i really want my letter back.
© Biplab Patra and biplab7777.blogspot.com, 2019. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Biplab Patra and biplab7777.blogspot.com with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.
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