Tucked & Torned

Tucked in my heart,

I tried to bury the past,

An aeon has passed, but you still lie in the deepest corner of my heart,

You are still there in my eyes but faded when I smiled,

You are still pinned up on my messages,    I re read religiously,

You are there in that dried up rose, whose impression from my book never goes,

You are still there in my midnight cup of tea, with whom I share my deepest plea,

You are there in that silent tear that passes through my cheeks and make a silent prayer,

I tried and tried hard to win over my heart,

But my love,

You are still there in that promises I made to myself that will never sell down the river.

 

This poem is originally published as a guest post on Jyotirmoy Sarkar’s.