Theme: Remorse

Failed Each Other

In love
A son and a father
Many a time
Fail each other

Unwell,
At the doorstep
He came to bid me goodbye.
Irritated I left
For he leaving the bed
Without looking at his eyes.

That was last we met.
Guilt ever burns me; 
I regret...
In heaven does he? 

16-Jun-2020

More By  :  Kingshuk Chakraborty

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