2d
By Usha Maniar
Many times my mind tells me,
“Delete your number,
erase your name from my phone.”
But my heart…
it never agrees.
It clings to every memory,
to every hope,
and whispers—
“Some bonds can’t be deleted,
they live beyond logic,
inside the soul.”
Many times my mind tells me,
“Delete your number,
erase your name from my phone.”
But my heart…
it never agrees.
It clings to every memory,
to every hope,
and whispers—
“Some bonds can’t be deleted,
they live beyond logic,
inside the soul.”
🔹 Summary
This poem reflects the conflict between the heart and the mind.
The mind says, “Erase the number, let go.”
But the heart refuses, bound by memory and longing.
It shows that moving on is never about deleting contacts—
it is about healing the soul, which takes time and love.
This poem reflects the conflict between the heart and the mind.
The mind says, “Erase the number, let go.”
But the heart refuses, bound by memory and longing.
It shows that moving on is never about deleting contacts—
it is about healing the soul, which takes time and love.
