Anxious Hearts

Anouska's Blog


The quest to seek love
cradled in the infinite
myths foretold by seers,
is an Enigma unfathomable.

The soul yearns for solace,
As the heart screams for rapture.

Tucked in a secret garden,
Posing atop the turret,
You become an intangible reality..

Unreachable yet Awaiting
a witness to life,
Well-equipped to sketch those scars
Bridging an intrinsic part of life.

What a tangled web we weave…
when first we see love as a liability
in the aftermath of which,
dreams are wiped off counters
like undeveloped photographs,
before having even gazed
the rise of images to surface.

By Anouska Banerjee

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