Those Undelivered Letters

Preeti S Manaktala Posted On August 1, 2021

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Like a potpourri in different shades and fragrance

I often sit down to write,

pouring my myriad feelings for you

desilting the weeds of my heart

emptying my bare thoughts on paper

All unclad. Uncensored.

These letters I wrote each night thinking of you

every breath every heartbeat whispered your name

Your fragrance wafted to fill me through the thin air

On that moonlit night- I even touched you once

Or was it just a dream?

Lest this world point fingers at us

and give us dirty names

These letters that I did not ink

but wrote with my scattered breaths,

lie concealed within the confines of my heart.

I know, I know you shall read them all.

Those undelivered letters

all buried and safe within me.

You can open them all, one by one

from under my impatient layers

when we meet again in our graves.

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Preeti S Manaktala

She is a published author, poet, blogger, and contributing writer to various online sites. She has won many accolades and recognition for her poetry contribution to various online contests. She calls herself a writer in progress and believes that life is a melange of learnings. She is inspired by everything beautiful-like Life itself. Verse fills her with the fragrance of a different kind, like the colors on the butterfly, the shimmering sunlight through the trees, the sunsets, the clouds, raindrops and its petrichor, the mountains. Nature itself beholds her ~ inspire her and her soul. Forever in love with herself and with a heart filled with gratitude, she sits down to write a new song on days when her laid-back soul is less languorous! She is a firm believer in the age-old saying “My Life is My Own Making.”