Poetry Blog by NilavroNill Shoovro
She had been suffering,
The broken relationships under the cracked memoirs
Bones almost plundered
With the fearful hopes, anxious, doubtful all the way
So I slowed down a little bit,
With fragments of kisses
With delicate touches of makeover trials
With the letters denote something like love or etc.
Smell of nights, music of movements
Written poems underneath...
Sunday 1st December 2019 2:15 pm
During the periods of stipulated flashbacks
Memories may not always be smooth or soothing
The pages of the wary calendars
Under the color of my melancholy ink
May not forget nor forgive the pain
Yet I would love to be alone again.
My heart will never burst into laughter
Nor will cry in rain
Flashbacks of the scenes may not survive
With all the clocks in my hand,
Sunday 24th March 2019 9:05 am