The Desolate Love Poem by Debalina Roychowdhury

The Desolate Love



The desolate love breathes awhile.
A mirthless smile blinks at the brim of the lips.
A smile of Sphinx,
From life it drinks
The last drop of air,
Which melts in the fire.
Furthermore, the butt-ends of the days.
Wayward running listless ways.
I have measured life drop by drop.
All lies wasted on the fervid prop.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Madhuleena 10 May 2018

Beautiful

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Diksha hela 10 May 2018

Nice poem mam

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Prasun Chakraborti 10 May 2018

Very beautifully written

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