This one is inspired by a sketch due to my friend Adwitee. Link to the sketch can be found below.
Unsaid
A sketch has given me access to a young woman’s bedroom;
Unsaid
A sketch has given me access to a young woman’s bedroom;
she lies there on the bed, trying to bury herself under pillows
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her dress is unorganised, her trimmed hairs are barely able to
cover disturbed thought-waves that moisten the air with tears.
Cell-phone lying beside is silent though her room reverberates
with an empty feeling of wounded sensuality, pain of young bird
being hit by cruel arrow – her unsaid words transcend earthly
existence to depict an eternal, eloquent image of woman in love.
existence to depict an eternal, eloquent image of woman in love.
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