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FROM DISTANT MILES,THEY CARRY WHATS TRUE.

INK SPILLS EMOTIONS- BOTH SAID AND UNSAID,

ECHOES OF HEARTS ON PAPER ARE SPREAD.

LAST EVENING QUIET,ALONE ON THE COUCH,

MY TEARS SOFTLY FELL- I COULDNT AVOUCH,

CAUGHT IN DILEMMA,TORN DEEP WITHIN,

TO REPAIR WHAT IS BROKEN – OR FEAR HOW IT IS SEEN

FOR ONCE I HAD LIVED WHAT THEY TRY TO CONVEY,

WHEN EVERTHING SHATTERS AND SLIPS FAR AWAY.

THE DREAMS THAT WE WOVE,SO TENDER, SO TIGHT,

START FALLING APART IN THE SILENCE OF NIGHT.

I KNOW HOW IT FEELS WHEN HOPE TURNS TO DUST,

WHEN LOVE LOSSES GROUND, WHEN FAITH STARTS TO RUST,.

HOW CAN I BE SO RUTHLESS,HOW CAN I NOT SEE,

THE WEIGHT OF A HEART THAT TRUSTED IN ME?

HOW CAN I BREAK WHATS ALREADY BEEN TORN,

A SOUL FINDING LOVE AFTER BEING SO WORN?

IF DESTINY CALLS ME A HEALER TO BE,

THEN I’LL ANSWER IT FULLY,I’LL SET THAT HEART FREE.

NO MATTER THE WHISPERS,THE WORLD’S PASSING VIEW,

I WILL STAND BY WHATS KIND,BY WHAT FEELS TRUE.

IF I HOLD THE POWER TO BLOOM WHAT’S DEAD,

TO BREATHE LIFE IN PLACES WHERE SILENCE HAS SPREAD,

THEN LET ME CHOOSE GENTLY,WITH CARE FROM THE START-

TO HEAL,NOT TO SHATTER,A ONCE BROKEN HEART.

~ MILAN PATHANIA

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