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Joggers’ Park
by Rupradha Mookerjee
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It was a foggy wintry morning.

I was strolling through the park

When you came across me.

You smiled while jogging

Like you do everyday

I smiled back at you.

You kept on running

Moving ahead.

But I was standstill again,

Spellbound and bowled over

Thinking about the moment divine

When your amorous eyes met mine.

How I wished every single day

That you would talk to me

But I feared approaching  thee

As your smile I yearned to see.

One Saturday you didn’t come

I waited hours after hours

After my walk I took some rest

Sitting amidst the flowers.

Three hours passed by

But you did not arrive.

I went back home sadly

I wanted to see you badly.

The next day nothing changed,

You were again not there,

Never ever did you come back

This tragedy I had to bear.

Days passed and nights too

Still I could never forget you.

And the memories of joggers’ park

Will rule my mind despite being stark.

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July 20, 2010
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