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A poem written in solitude. |
| I know you. I have seen you. But you have changed. There used to be a glow, A monk like peace, A soft smile, Stillness in eyes, All is gone now. Why my friend? What happened? It pains me, To see you so. Waiting are you? She is gone. Far far away. To desire for her is like touching moon. A ripple in the pool. Reflection in tears. A face appears. Her smile is my life. Another ripple. The old face is back. |