Friday, 10 March 2017

My dearest Tan Chilly

Writing letters to you
comes to me as easy as breathing -
to know there is one person who
chooses to keep me in her heart - beating.

Every evening as the incense sticks
burn to their death
and your smell fills the
room by its breadth,
I think of your untimely hugs
and big doe eyes - the biggest I have ever seen;
I want to run to you,
go back to who we were and how we had been.

I flew away in search for another nest,
where I could, at last, put my anxieties to rest
But peace I never found, my friend..
I don't know how to tell you ,
I thought I was as good as the best,
but I have failed the test.
My heart yearns to come back
but you won't be there too long,
the nest where I no longer belong.

Know that you are in my prayers.
Know that I love you
more than my words can get through.

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