Words Poem by kunjubi varghese

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When it becomes incessant agonies
And even your simper in my memory
Is identified as a thousand lumps
In the throat with sighs;

When life separates us as humdrum
Strangers in quick moves in a jiffy;
Just save for our destiny and prospect
A long silence…
A dropp of tear…
A handful of affectionate words,
Besides a sanguine expectation
Extending from you to me…

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kunjubi varghese

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Trivandrum, Kerala, India
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