ALMOST ALWAYS

It was a story, almost unknown

It was a diary, almost untold

It was a longing, almost fulfilled

It was a feeling, almost shrill

It was a love, almost complete

It was a heart, almost skipped a beat

It was the timing, always cruel

And ‘Almost’ couldn’t become ‘Always’


By Apoorva Phatak

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