Theme: Loneliness



The evening creeps stealthily...
My mind is full of sound and foam.
Some forgotten steps move to blaze the shingle there.
To escape, I run to knock the casement
       of silence and calm,
Long ago, I lost my breathing balm --
Oh! It is so different being lonely than solitary.

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More By  :  Debalina Roychowdhury

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Comment you write so good..

11-Sep-2012 11:47 AM

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