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No Word Can Replace Feelings

From the healing mud to the dove

Nature was her first love

A real beauty inside out

Whose self delights everyone


But now she is bothered only about one

Loves him to a point of passion that unhinges her soul

And hurts him too,

Causes suffering for herself with no doubt


Something stops them from being together

When she is with him words are ready to fall

But manifestation of her expression is lost


Amount of tears that came throughout has been immeasurable

But the sacredness of those marks her power


His pain turns her numb

But he deliberately pretends to be dumb

Time and money were insignificant

Day and night it was him on her mind


Though their hearts were associated strongly

Yet couldn’t give the impression of being connected


A plethora of thoughts whirling in the vicinity of her psyche,

Asks her not to put him behind but

only forgive him for all times……


For all those times he took her for granted,

because when she thinks of him, she thinks of those moments

Which they cherished and that make her feel

the proximity of his being a part of her life .


uncertain of the fact that

what she feels is true or not,

has many reasons to think so....

because No Word Can Replace Feelings

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