as clear as your heart

I could hear your song
as clear as a bell
even in your hushed and vague demeanour

As plain as pike-staff
I noticed, how your shaking voice
belied your words

Stifling my thirst for
those three words
beaded in your soft voice

My cavalier heart cried
at the top of its voice
“You liar!”

It’s highly improbable
that you were unmindful of
my tender sentiments

The post goes to ‘Weekend writing prompt 165’ hosted Sammi Cox.

Published by Smita Ray

Smita Ray is the mother of two lovely kids and hails from northeastern India. Her perpetual displeasure arising from the hypocrisy in the society underneath the semblance of religion, culture as well as the conditioning for compliance urged her to put down the impressions in her mind. In her spare time, she likes to have some culinary adventures along with her kids trying new recipes or crafting. She describes herself as -- a soulmate, a life alighted on the earth catching the rhythm passing by her. A tinge of joy colours her world and lays its feet on the land where revellers are awaiting her to get into the groove.

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