Tag: letters

• Letters Once Inked

  Letters once scribed
  By your hand, they won’t fade,
  But my tears obscure the page.
  
  In my sorrow and solitude,
  As the day draws to a close,
  Your vision haunts my mind.
  
  I see your eyes, like pools of starlight,
  Your smile, a radiant bloom.
  Your touch, a gentle symphony,
  Your voice, a soothing balm.
  
  Oh, how I long to feel your embrace,
  To hear your laughter in the air.
  But for now, I cherish these inked memories,
  A testament to our love, so rare.

  1 Nov 2023

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• Inkwell

  Oh, inkwell, vessel of dreams,
  Where thoughts take flight and stories gleam.
  Your depths hold secrets untold,
  Of worlds unseen and treasures bold.

  Your inky depths, a swirling sea,
  Where words are born and set free.
  A dip of pen, a stroke of grace,
  And thoughts take form on time’s embrace.

  From poet’s quill to scribe’s refrain,
  Your ink inspires and soothes the pain.
  In letters penned with love and care,
  Your essence lingers in the air.

  Oh, inkwell, witness to our time,
  Recorder of the human mind.
  Your pages hold our hopes and fears,
  Our joys and sorrows, through the years.

  So let us raise a glass to you,
  Oh, inkwell, steadfast and true.
  May your ink forever flow,
  And stories from your depths forever glow.

  6 Oct 2023

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• Man in Pain

  Each Time I think of U,
  I pen My Thoughts.
  Rhyme them in Verses,
  that end up with Dots.
  Our Love Story that began,
  in the month of November.
  Is no more a Story,
  I would want to Remember.
  U filled My Heart,
  with Sorrow and Pain.
  All My Hard work,
  went down in Vain.
  The Love Letters U wrote,
  I’ve torn them to Pieces.
  I’m now a Man in Pain,
  a Pain that never Ceases.

  © VishalDutia

  22 Jul 2022

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