The lost letters

 Lost Letters 

I opened the box,

Which once had my all,

Leaving now nothing for sure

My fingers could still feel those lines,

Those words that once made my eyes shine,

I only heard some echo of voices,

For whom I waited eagerly in the past.

These promises I realised,

We’re just one sided.

My efforts were of no use, 

Seeing my love was just used.

I moved with it,

I found myself with it,

I would preserve those memories with me,

I would embrace them without any lesion,

... Leaving just those pages and my souvenir.

-Drishti 

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