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An Insignificant Nothing
In return for everything
A faint touch, a tear
In return for all the warmth
Time ravaged you physically
Time filled you in my heart
You have gone away, Yet
You stay with me, always
A debtor I remain
A debtor I want to be
For how can I return
The Joy,The Comfort... The Love
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Why is that poems sound better when its a sad one...
ReplyDeletegrt work!
ReplyDeleteQF: Hmmm good thought. Happy Poems become songs I guess!
ReplyDeleteAnand: Thanks and Welcome to Nonsense!