DISCRETION

DISCRETION

We met one midsummer morn
yet spring it seemed was on
fleeting moments formed memories
that were best left alone
we turned back and lived
our own seasons ,breathed different air
we met again after years
and talk of things that were vague
leaving all of it unsaid
that was only worth saying..
holding the renewal
the meeting like precious pearl
but flimsy as a soap bubble
i shall not breath heavily
lest the bubble break
i shall continue to hold
all that i shudve told
for its nice to have you around
holding back ones thoughts
rather than to lose you
and suffer ones own thouhgts
A diligent discretion!!!!!!!!

shobhna ravi

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