UNREAD PAGES
If you knew the weight I bear,
You'd hear the screams beneath my stare.
I light the dark yet feel so cold,
Like a silent tale that's never told.
Of shining silver and glittering gold,
Of a burning past in letters bold.
It has been long, it has been ages,
since a soul has touched these unread pages.
Copyright © Pragya Bharti | Year Posted 2025
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