And never read again


In the tenderest of night
Of the winter that passed
A hopeful letter had met
A pair of waiting eyes

Its words had stared
Patiently under the sky
The silence had been long
But not all indifferent

When stars twinkled
From afar, and as the day
Began to break
The letter unveiled itself

With shades of days that went by
Of stories of the fall
Of laughters of spring
And prayers of a cold night

While the parchment bled
And let ita fragrance waft
The wall stood strong
And the wind kept blowing

Beneath an empty sky
As the letter walked away
Words written kept lying
Where fallen leaves were buried

The letter had learnt by the wall
A lesson it wrote on itself
That there’s nothing one can do
About what has been written
And never read again


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