AbandonedA Poem by Smriti ShandilThis is a little tale of an unpublished book...lost and forgotten..
In the ocean of papers and binds,
With large desks and larger blinds. Smothered with murmurs and silences of its kind, Seeking the reek of human flesh, an alien touch of any kind. It lies in a crevice, unnoticed by mankind, Waiting and waiting for a miraculous find. Years it has been, or so it feels. When a pair of eyes, envisioned its seams. It lies there waiting, with a story to tell, Dungeons and dragons and castles and cells. The wrath of time, hath hit it hard. Withered are its pages, with many a bard. Depressed and lost, it hears all noises, Clicking and flicking and changing their poises. Still lying there, dreaming of its find, Abandonment in its fate, destined to face its plight. © 2015 Smriti ShandilAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on October 23, 2015 Last Updated on October 23, 2015 Tags: Melancholy, abandonment, destiny, helplessness AuthorSmriti ShandilIndiaAboutI'm a student, freelance writer, voracious reader, dreamer, aspiring journalist, and as you must have guessed..my fields of interest revolve around reading writing and fantasising. That's what I live .. more..Writing
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