Unsent Letters

I sent letters

Lying in the remotest corner,

Of the attic!

Catching dust!

Accumulating a yellowed texture,

Weathered,

Crinkled,

Beyond time!

Yet the time!

Still hasn’t come for you!

To be read by the one!

It is meant for!

I hope in Earnest!

Yearning to be read by you once!

Alas!

You’d spirit resides in heaven!

How then do I send?

Some day!

In some other time!

Maybe you might read it,

In some other form!