Lost things.

It’s been so long.

The drawer squeaks when it pull it out. That’s where your letters are, hidden away from the malice of this demented world. The innocence those words carry, the world these letters hide and a life that has been washed away in tears over the years render me motionless and numb.

My mind sends out a whisper through my lips which I no longer comprehend. I see a star shooting in the sky and I know there’s no point in making a wish.

69 thoughts on “Lost things.

  1. Nostalgic haan, Bharath!
    Love can’t be lost but it just fades away. Or maybe we realise that there’s no point anymore. We find nothing but our own pain to hold on!!

    And a life that has been washed away in tears over the years!
    There’s no point in making a wish…
    Uff! They hit hard man.
    Are they still in those drawers?

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  2. Bharath, this made me cry, this actually did… I am sorry, but I can’t write anything else. It has left me speechless, with tears initially, and then a numb void feeling. Especially the last line, so relatable, so practical… And so heartbreaking.

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      1. 😂one or two may be. I had torn away the most dangerous ones to bits immediately .. but couldn’t do that for a few. But I promised I’ll never read them again though
        I can’t believe I don’t recall where they are..

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