Years ago,
When he spoke to her,
She wouldn't speak much;
She never cared as such,
that it's hurting.
Much water under the bridge.
These days,
Whenever he spoke to her,
She wouldn't speak much;
fearing what words can do.
that it's still hurting.
Emptiness of words
Enigma of her silence - both
hardened his heart,
he wouldn't even cry.
The earth looked at the sky
so broken, asked:
Are we forever...
this doomed..
to be distant?
Sarva
