A plethora of words <br />Disappeared forever <br />Carrying with them the <br />First proposal of unsaid love <br />Like a shooting star, <br />That fell from sky and <br /> Got lost in the oblivion <br /> <br />A chaste desire that <br />Bloomed like a lotus <br />Of million petals, sunk <br />In the placid pool of dilemma <br />Unable to endure the <br />Strange ambience of <br />The unusual starry-eyed season <br /> <br />Every word got messed up <br />Into a formless smear <br />Of mushy blue, in the <br />Tight grip of my sweaty palm <br />Like the asters of my yard <br />Decolouring in grasp <br />Of the gruelling sun and dew <br /> <br />An unseen heaviness stifled <br />My throat and crushed my dreams <br />Leaving me dumb and helpless <br />When in my tight hold, <br />I secretly crumpled <br />My first love letter to its silent death! ! !<br /><br />Seema Aarella<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-letter-28/
