#OpenPoetry TO BE CONTINUED since my boarding school i wanted to sent you a letter, a letter which would contain almost nothing, but will fulfill my fantasy of posting a letter. to you because, its a love letter and you are my first love. but, the dream is still to be continued. not because i don't know how to; but from where to sent was the problem. days past and time flew by and by school ended college began, trend of nokia changed to smartphone, but, i still had that fantasy. by hook or crook you have to recive the letter by me; i was determined. this time i took pen and paper but, can someone tell the pattern to write it? flipped and turned the page of my dairy; to find my old letter, safe in the dairy it was , dairy that i stole from you at the past. pursued my degree, found myself a job and this time it was not the pattern that i forgot; it was lack of time. finally today, i am writing a letter: a hymn of my death, and this time it won't go through post but, with my body,covered with the tricolor. tribute to soldier #OpenPoetry a tribute to soldier #memories #fantasy a soldier never dies
