joy balan

your unsaid goodbye







All those years of mute remorse,
All the years of pain.
All the grains of sands that slipped,
When you were far away.
To my prayers you were deaf,
Not did you hear my cry,
All those vows you made me,
Were wiped without good bye.
Now you are back here,
But my love for you never died!
You show warmth and care now,
Your eyes I think not lies.
Yet something has changed now,
Something's been dead awhile,
May be my soul was ripped ,
By your unsaid goodbye!
I stand facing mirror now,
Reflecting my heart and soul,
May be there is still love,
A battered and hurt soul!

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