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Grief of a Lost Love

Akriti Adarsh

Hey eyes- speak of a subtle love

that she had in her past.

The wrinkles around her eyes

get smaller when she puts a smile.

A tear rolls down her face

everytime she speaks of it.

The tears are adamant in reducing her face's charm.


I sit beside her

(not in her lap)

she can't bear my weight.

I look at her beauty and imagine

how she would have looked without those wrinkles.

I often ask for her old photographs.


Today is new year's day.

I am yet to feel the warmth of your blessings.

I am growing up (without you)

but I lack maturity.


You were in my dreams.

It felt very real.

I know now, where I have to go

When I want to have a talk (with you).


Whenever I bask in sunshine

I remember my lost love (you).

I sigh.


A tear just rolled down my face.

Dadi, I am looking at your old photograph.


This poem is authored by Akriti Adarsh, a student of IISER, Mohali.


 
 
 

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