Lost Trails

The lines end abruptly

Sacrificed emotions smeared in burnt brown

Words forced to be at the pyre

Parched papers not succulent anymore

Eyes have drifted to contemporary busyness

A lacquered pen has lost its fierce creativity

Fallen off the curled edges of agony

Smouldering heart seeks solace in anonymity

Vast verses will be composed

Entire universe will be accommodated

Walk between the lines 

To discover the lost trails of verses



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