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To Love - Poem by BIBHAKAR DUTTA

Past was mournful,
out of delight,
lack of jollity,
my mind was feeling an absence
and was almost blank.

Now, a new moment,
fresh sense,
exciting experiences
are fulfilling the want;
and my heart is waiting for second love.

All will be lost,
your dearest one may refuse the promises,
but love remains the same.
It doesn't have any past
as love only knows much to love.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 13, 2013

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