Snowflakes settled on her gloved palms,
And she had no ears to the faint Psalms,
She whispered to him, "Are you really leaving?"
The truth of parting that she was tired of believing.
He looked at her, probably read her face,
Nodded once or twice, wanting to escape.
He had loved her too, but it faded one day,
And he ghosted her altogether without a dismay.
Then he left her, at the unsettled crossroad,
Carrying with himself the unpleasant load.
She felt free, and eventually letting him go,
And maybe then made an angel in the snow...
-aditi
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Wavering Starlight
Поэзияmy emotions are bubbling through my veins, stars with love, and darkness with pains, here am I with pen between my teeth, and a rustic paper drenched in my ink, letting all my emotions sink... welcome to a poetic voyage to my world !
