I glided on silken moments,
That sang in your presence,
Surrendering to ecstasy.
I yearned to lay bare,
The yarns of tenderness,
With paeans devoted to you.
I gauged your eagerness,
But the light of your visage,
Remained muted, unmoved.
My helpless pillow,
Swallowed the secret tears,
cause you never bothered to see.
Yet, I couldn’t wring out,
The obstinate inclination,
That filled my being to the brim.
Perhaps, it was my destiny,
To endure the sting of love,
And sigh in vain endlessly.
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Moonmoon Chowdhury is an aspiring poet and writer. She writes to discern and chronicle her thoughts on various issues. Her work has been previously published in Borderless journal, Tell Me Your Story, A second cup of tea by The Hive Publishers, and many more.
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