If someday, my words cease to be..
And my poems breathe their last..
No more do I write my heart..
In loved dipped words ...
That day.. when you look around..
And find no more a verse..
That day.. shall you know..
I have left my poems behind..
Uprooted, I left, to seek another land..
What then shall remain is a stretch of distance..
Unbridged by the flow of words..
I shall be no more...but..you shall be..
In my unwritten words.. of love and harmony !
~Manjuri~
~Manjuri~
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