Stolen and preserved,
I kept your heart,
Inside my rib cage,
Closer to the place,
Where once,
Mine would beat.
I wish I could,
Rid the world,
Of it’s.

Ticking clocks,
At least,
Only then perhaps,
I could still more nights,
I would spend
Watching you sleep
Right next to me.
Sealing moments
With a slender kiss
On your placid cheek.

About the author:
Shreya I am pleased to announce that my blog will have a post regularly by
Shreya Chatterjee who is a writer by profession and a poet at will, apart from inventing newer ways of experimenting with creative expression. When not writing, she prefers traveling, reading books by fellow writers and reviewing the same and catching up with friends. Her debut book "Musings of a Wanderer" has been reviewed, appreciated and featured by qualified professionals. Get a glimpse of her writing on her blog at “A journey called…” or “A Vagabond and A Wizard

6 people read and said:

Ann said...

Very Touching...and very well written.. Keep posting!!!

wanderer said...

@ Ann thank you for the appreciation :)

JANU said...

just beautiful...

Uma Anandane said...

Sweet! Carry on girl :)

Pramoda Meduri said...

Lovely expressions..

Angel said...

Beautiful thoughts!