With a pen in hand, I look outside the window;
What should I write for you today?
I wish I could write a poem in a melody that you could hum.
Unfortunately, a written word confines itself to interpretations of your mind.
Words can only aspire to but would never be able to transcend the lure of music. *
* The last sentence is partly inspired from the novel ‘Last Song of the Dusk’.
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