#WritcoPoemPrompt16
The pages of my old book,
Hold my memories of yesterday,
Every smile, every tear,
Every person who came my way.

The journal which I have today,
has nothing in it but some scribblings.
I want to go back to that time,
Because I can't write anything but can just do blabbering.

I hide my love for him,
Between the commas, full stops and the margins.
I search for the words
Between the lakes, mountains and the gardens.

In the whole assembly of lovers and poets, no one seemed to notice me.
Every single word which came out of my mouth became cacophony.
Now, I think his silent goodbye
was a full stop to the words which creates my poetry.

© Trishna

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