your silence cuts me just like knife,
your love left me as single soul,
when your escape harmed me,
when you broke all bonds of breath.

saw you isolated to long winding,
and countryside roads as iconic thing,
we walked in times of heartbreaks,
painful in the autumn of our life.

without statement words stopped,
and crossed our mind with pain,
of seperate thoughts of career,
later charged for this behaviour and discovered you.





© Anjali guliyaan