While turning the pages of my diary A drying rose was found - TopicsExpress



          

While turning the pages of my diary A drying rose was found slumbering Between the sorrowfilled lines. Glittering eyes drip sorry drops Scattering the petals. Muttering- ‘’She loves me, loves me not’’ I counted them.Repeatedly it was done Untill positive result yielded Even tried to erase Sad sagas recorded Also quest for her When I discovered her love. That she lives isolated from me I realized itals counting is a hilarious game Played by lovelorn When destiny brawls with life And an attempt To remove past incidence Is, infact, impossible.
Posted on: Sat, 27 Jul 2013 08:22:24 +0000

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