Whispers of unrequited love

In the garden of dreams, a bloom unclaimed,
A story untold, a heart softly named.
Her presence, a melody, in the heart's quiet song,
Yet love's path diverged, and I walked alone.

Eyes like constellations, a universe untamed,
A soul like a fire, forever unnamed.
In secret glances, our worlds intertwined,
Yet destiny whispered, and love was confined.

Her laughter, a symphony, in the chambers of air,
A fragrance of roses, delicate and rare.
But fate's hand was gentle, in its gentle reprise,
Two ships passing by, under separate skies.

Yet still, in the echoes, her memory remains,
A spark that ignites, a bittersweet pain.
For love's not defined by the paths we don't take,
But the beauty it brings, in each heartbeat's ache.


- 28th June 2023

Thank you for reading,

From,
Hetansh Shah

Comments

  1. Wow!!! First time I see the poet in you!! And what an amazing one indeed!! A beautiful choice of words to subtly define the path of love. A gentle read that surely will touch many who have loved and lost. 😊 great piece of writing Hetu!

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