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one of my poem. please comment.


Her first sight, first glance; was like a shock.
And I was still there, as statue, like a rock

The spiritual days with her, were much pleasant
Her accord was there; in thoughts, little bit talk

Her series of memories has a long chain
And I can recall them with any place of clock

But time has gone, like waves of shores
And I downstairs from past, with desperate walk

Today, there is no gay, even in a milky way
Thinking with grief; is it true, or was it mock?

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6 thoughts on “Untitled

    Athar said:
    October 21, 2010 at 14:40

    Love this line, The spiritual days with her, were much pleasant
    Impressive 🙂

      Ans responded:
      October 21, 2010 at 16:07

      thanks Athar … ya i love to write love poems …

    sidra said:
    October 22, 2010 at 22:06

    really touchy but sad also at the end … nice effort 🙂

      Ans responded:
      October 23, 2010 at 01:12

      yes, a sad end …

    seemi said:
    October 29, 2010 at 11:55

    really v nice 🙂

      Ans responded:
      October 30, 2010 at 21:56

      thanks for your time to read and comment.

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