She wrote a hundred songs
and woke a hundred mornings
She lived and wept, died a little each date
She waited for the turnaround of fate
She had no reason
nor any rhyme
Yet she danced to the tunes of a long bygone song
She longed for him to come and see
She longed to be set free.
Best,
Gargi
2 comments:
Has anybody ever understood you fully? :)
"Yet she danced to the tunes of a long bygone song" superb line.
Nice post :)
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