The Best Place For Truth
“Wake up Jane, got something to tell you,
I have ceased to love you”.
“Oh, I knew it all along”, she said,
“but didn’t let you know I knew! ”
“I knew you were soon done with me,
but made it up by a pretense of love,
and it must have been so painful for you”.
“Why, Jane? Why didn’t you tell me? ”
“cause sometimes the best place for truth
is in the heart, that’s why! ”
“what’s the truth you guarded in your heart? ”
“it matters little to you, my selfishness”
“what selfishness? ”, I cried,
“loving you knowing it would not come back! ”
I woke up from the dream and knew….
I couldn’t let it out of my heart!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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