This wish is different.
It knows it may remain just a wish.
Yet,
It is not the same.
After the longest time.
It is made by a weathered heart who stop believing in them.
It is the first ray of light,
After the darkest days.
This wish is different.
Tag: pen
Never
Never try to reason,
What you don’t know.
Never ignore,
What you can’t.
When
When my mind knows no boundary.
When my pen seeks a paper.
When my emotions befriends words.
When my eyes see you.
When my heart feels a beat again.
Write #Haiku
Words with past shadows.
Pen became my confidant.
I write for my heart.
Return #Haiku
Pen is back in hand.
They waited for her return,
Old frayed blank pages.
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