I wonder, if only did love meant so much,
Not only did she want 'the checkmate'
but something worthy enough to wait for.
Disarmed by the last move, the King fell for her.
She couldn't hear
the loudest of decibels, yet
she still hummed and danced to the tunes
made by his luscious lips.
Words created lines of their head,
books in their clouded eyes
Sometimes closed forever. Read.
Like an old mute recluse travelling the world,
losing his map on the way,
months later, young storyteller returned
with lessons worth enough waiting for.
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Pranali Shah
Aspiring writer, inspired reader. Stay a mystery, it is better.
Hint: my writings shall give you my bio 💯
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