dear diary she wrote, 'I started to tell you all, in a little note
the waxing and waning brag of this weary heart.
your patience and profound understanding have stood me in good stead
right from the start.
secrets, confessions, and trespasses gravely imprinted
each note a page-turner recreated.
and if perchance someday I look upon you and say
'i am saddened with this weary musing.''
let not the luminosity of hindsight, seek reflections nor reflect
with the ravages of time, affections to grow dim, I suspect.
the dear diary she wrote, 'i have left it all behind and to you, I leave these notes,
I will read you one day and myself find, in my very own quotes'
-this beautiful poem is called dear diary & it is penned by Veera Sanjana.