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Snigdha Sharma Poems
I wonder how real were those days and time those hugs and talks and hearts divine, that endless laughter brought tears to eyes juggled bodies in parties juvenile.
They lowered me to ground, only a fortnight ago He shed tears over me only a fortnight ago.
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994)
I wonder how real were those days and time
those hugs and talks and hearts divine,
that endless laughter brought tears to eyes
juggled bodies in parties juvenile.
Hours spent in canteen with effervescent smiles
innocence at its best, no place for the guile.
When that seat at the back was our undisputed right,
and in that rugged jeans we all took pride.
now bereft of all pleasures, in strife with the world,
the heart wishes to go back and embrace that beautiful life
day and night, I pine and whine;
blessed will be the day when the past comes alive!