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MOONTRAP: A collection of English Poems [Highest Rank: 3]
°I promise to be your kite if you promise to be my wind°
'The Night bewitched my thoughts and I could see a Moon, bigger than the sky itself, drenched in moonli...
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There was a bridge, I remember, between us, but it seems it's broken and ruptured and in pieces.
The bridge, I remember was of wood, of love, of remembrance and of the fragrance we lived upon!
Your thoughts, I remember, would run along the bridge and jump over to me, and would make me understand the simple things you wanted to say, the bridge.
The bridge, it seems, is now broken and I cannot feel the warmth of your tears, and your smiles only echo in the past, or in the photographs that hang on our walls.
The bridge is gone, it seems, because we haven't been talking for days, but ages, they seem and the sound of our spoons and plates, is louder than the creeping silence between us, and as we both feel, our bridge, has collapsed.
Written By Ashutosh Mishra
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