Epistolary poem #184 By Dr. Prasana Kumar Dalai of India and
Kristy Ann Raines of The United States of America
THINGS REMAIN UNREAD!
You tread this way every day
I often meet you on your way
In silence, we speak together
Feelings said but a few unsaid
With a little shyness in your eyes
And cherubic smile on your lips
Some haughtiness in loving ire
The butterfly and flower can’t play
You must have penned those thoughts
Might have torn them apart many a time
You’re bashful in front of your friends
Things of two hearts remain unread.
©®Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai@India.
Date.Monday,29 Jan 2024.
She breaks her silence with him…
THINGS TWO HEARTS LEFT UNREAD!
