Reading The Unread

I am going to read you;
carefully flipping over the pages of your thoughts,
ruminating over each little lore your eyes reflect.

I am going to read you;
warmly stepping into the depths of your loneliness,
grazing the tales of remorse your lips tremble with.

I am going to read you;
gently knocking down the walls you have put up,
till the dreams you whisper every night echoes within me.

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  1. M'Bai Madrasi22 December 2015 at 15:02

    Reading you after a long time. This one was deep :)

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  2. Aditi Pathak23 December 2015 at 00:21

    Thank you so much, Reshmi!

    I could finally produce this after months of creative stagnation, glad you liked it.

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