To My Muse... - Poem by Chaitanya Dorwat
Remember that one many times,
I wrote to you my words,
sketched your words in lines,
those words are still with me,
and they still have your essence in them,
I wish I would've thanked you.
You were my muse you won't know,
I kept my verses a bit distant,
But stir my words and they'll sing of you,
Find yourself in them and you will,
find it to be true.
Yes, that smile on your face,
is all that I conspired,
I was infected badly, by ambiguity,
But sit with me someday,
I will show you your smudged identity.
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