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Gone with the wind
I tried to grasp a moment of bountiful joy,
It slipped out, turning coy,
I tried to preserve it with my heart and soul,
Gone with the wind, was the moment whole!
Last but not least, I see a tear,
Against the will of my worry and fear,
Tear was but a drop of past,
Hoped vacantly that would heal it fast,
Tear flooded my present and future,
Only thing happened, was my past to nurture...
Deepa Vankudre
It slipped out, turning coy,
I tried to preserve it with my heart and soul,
Gone with the wind, was the moment whole!
Last but not least, I see a tear,
Against the will of my worry and fear,
Tear was but a drop of past,
Hoped vacantly that would heal it fast,
Tear flooded my present and future,
Only thing happened, was my past to nurture...
Deepa Vankudre
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