UNANSWERED

By-Tanishka Sidhwani

 

To the first thought of him up in the morning,

To the smile when I think of him,

To the joy that while talking to him,

To the butterflies when he comes near,

To the tears when I remember him,

To the sadness while not meeting him for a day,

To the hopes of him messaging in the night,

And

To the love that I feel for him,

 

Do you feel the same or is it only me?

 

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This poem has been published in the book 'The Last Flower Of Spring'. Buy the paperback copy on Amazon: https://tinyurl.com/y9sydnxn


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