"What is that you wanted to tell me?"
Everything that she mused to utter,
Appeared to dwindle away
Failing to convey, trying to cover it she emitted a mutter
(flashback)
*"Oh! Why can't I convey it?"
The room echoed by her repeated query
While she stared at her tired reflection
Only the seized silver image can hearken her clearly*
In fright of loosing someone;
The people who are her life's vital part
Failing to convey her love to them;
To the people who are the beat of her heart
But now, plucking some grit;
She desired to convey it all
"Uh...I uh... It was th...that" she stuttered
"Nothing much, how are you?" she finally call.
© by Ruman Hafsa
Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 5:42 AM UTC
"What is that you wanted to tell me?"
Everything that she mused to utter,
Appeared to dwindle away
Failing to convey, trying to cover it she emitted a mutter
(flashback)
*"Oh! Why can't I convey it?"
The room echoed by her repeated query
While she stared at her tired reflection
Only the seized silver image can hearken her clearly*
In fright of loosing someone;
The people who are her life's vital part
Failing to convey her love to them;
To the people who are the beat of her heart
But now, plucking some grit;
She desired to convey it all
"Uh...I uh... It was th...that" she stuttered
"Nothing much, how are you?" she finally call.
© by Ruman Hafsa
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