kalpana shah

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Lonesome Bridge


Frigid, immobile, thoughtless
Steaming enmity in their memory
Thousands killed many raped
And few were slaved of the tyranny
Forgotten was me by people to walk across
For they were all asleep in the arms of their beloved
all drenched in their soaring egos

no one ever geared up
to drink a wine of love
May be perhaps, I may not be!
As sweet as the old wine of enmity
Or perhaps they could not forget
Offend of their sluttish memory

I wait there, a lonely figure!
With the optimism for future
Rebuilding, not a memory
Or a history but a story
For the future next to read

Submitted: Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, July 23, 2013

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