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My Love Became A Drooping Rose
by Rupradha Mookerjee
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  My love became a drooping rose
Ever since it lost your care,
Like the flakes of snow it froze
As it knew you weren’t there.

My love became a drooping rose
And made me bleed, you see,
When two different ways our fate chose
And destiny parted you from me.

My love became a drooping rose
When you left me all alone,
The chapter of love had to close
And it became a mourning bygone!
March 31 ,2011
More by :  Rupradha Mookerjee
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Poem Comment @Rani Ji: Thanks a ton!
Rupradha
04/09/2011
Poem Comment Thank you so much Ravinder Ji!!
rupradhamookerjee
04/09/2011
Poem Comment Short, sweet and telling. That's what poetry is all about. Good
Ravinder Malhotra
04/09/2011
Poem Comment Very lovely lines, graceful and poignant. Thanks.
Rani
04/02/2011
Poem Comment @Mallick Sir: thanks a lot for the motivation you gift me every time I am down!!
rupradhamookerjee
04/01/2011
Poem Comment Rupradha, let not sorrow and grief overpower you, may you bloom as a lotus at dawn; and may he come riding the glowing golden chariot. PLease look up, and not look down...
kumarendramallick
04/01/2011
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