You were my dearest, My love, my soul, my you in me, (but hardly you felt me, The way the I feel till now, And merely did you think of me The way I thought of you, Was my love a one sided, Or a fake drama affair of yours) You are still my mostly of lovely muse.. #swathiwrites2022 Imagine you wrote a poem but the paper got burnt in the middle leaving only the first two lines and the last one line in such a way that the three leftover lines are a poem in themselves. Write the poem, the burnt part in parantheses and the last line which completes both the first two lines and the entire poem. #rapidfire #myburntpoem Here's an example: I still remember
