Letters To The Unknown*(Part 2) Poem by Reshma Ramesh

The falling stones
Like dew drops break
When on the mirror dropped
As the candle flickers
And shutters taps fiercely at the window
Trembling at the oncoming storm
The naked plant bends
The scents of the flower moved
In the opposite direction
And then remained no more
On the body where wounds are deeper than bones
And kisses deeper than the soul
On the skin letters written with eyes as pen
And emotions for ink
Unknown to love was his own address
Then to whom shall these letters be sent
Unspoken, unread, unwritten
Tossed into the wind
Letters to the unknown