Longings
Like
An
Empty pot
I
Needed
You
To
Fill me.
You,
Just
Turned
And slept...
Unspoken words
Tell
What
Voices
Hide.
Live
I
In
A
Hall of mirrors.
Illusions,
Delusions,
Fantasies,
Reverberate
Again and again
And
I,
An
Empty pot
Reverberating
remain.
Oh !
An
Empty pot ...
Reliving Life...Memories
Old
Memories
Are
Neither
Parchment paper
Nor
Manuscripts
Of
Yore.
Sitting with you
And
Reliving
Old times
Is
Like
Placing
Faded
Pieces
In
A
Jigsaw
Puzzle...
NITA B GEORGE
NITA B GEORGE, a Post Graduate in
English Literature from the Osmania University, Hyderabad, Telangana, India, is
a published poet and a short story writer. She comes from a family that has
Creativity in its Soul. Her troubled soul finds its balm in poetry. At all times
she is just an ordinary individual. Nothing to tell that the mother of
Melancholy dwells in her. But, the Springs of Poesy are deep, indeed, deep and
bubbling in her.
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