Guardian feb 23
POEM BY RADHAMANI SARMA
Eternal wait for my beloved
She is my girl, soft and sweet,
White and smooth like
a pebble,
Craved for her affection and care,
Response and soft looks,
Just as the sun peeps in summer,
She used to glance
at me ,
But not a look of kind or care,
One fine morning she left a note,
Leaving the place and me
To a her native place,
A sun set in my life,
Which I can never forget .
My predicament so sad,
And irredeemable.
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