An unsold book,
I wish somebody could read me too,
I too have some happiness, some pain, and some untold stories which are unread,
Some chapters got ended which were not meant to be end,
But some chapters seems to be ending but it's yet to be end,
And unfortunately some chapters which I hope its ends soon but it's far from the end,
And if you ever think of reading me then read too between the words, between the sentences and the blank spaces too my friend,
And every drip of the ink which has been spilled in my sheet has the history of grief, belief and dramatic end.

© Mukesh Kumar Gupta