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© Bakul Raut
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Whimsical Whisper

Just a soft whisper, I felt when alone.
I lent it an ear, no, it had no tone.


Who could it be?
In the room, only my shadow, and me.


A pin drop could have screamed.
Was talking to my shadow, I once had dreamed.


I whispered this time, 'do dreams come true'.
As I stepped back, the shadow now grew.


A few steps ahead, it came too close.
It whispered, come, you've nothing to lose.


Express yourself, just feel free, it whispered.
Clear and better, now I had heard.


I wondered what to say, it was new to me.
It whispered, no hurry, I'm here to be.


I asked should I confess.
It whispered 'Yes'.


It's morning, gotta wake up I said.
Just as I woke up, there was noone in bed.

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© Bakul Raut
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