Wring the words till the last drop of feelings
Hang them to dry in the scorching sun
Stern looking alphabets arranged haphazardly
Their bleached facade reflects hollow promises
Soon, the words will develop fine cracks of ignominy
Will be stacked at one corner and forgotten forever
With time they will crumble away, leaving behind dust
Words will have no relevance and their existence forgotten©
Yes words we do tend to forget .. But actions and acts, times spent together.. now that’s what gets embedded in the memoires and memories..
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