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Theme: Loneliness

At the Turn of the Road

When you stand there,
At the turn of the road
In your garb of solitude
The autumn-signed leaves a-rustling,
The wind in your unwashed hair,

It is then that I pass
The frenzied moments so puzzling
Of wanting not to face,
And yet wanting to embrace,
All that you are, all that you were.

26-Jan-2016

More By  :  Saheli R.

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