Hello everybody, this is my poem (unpublished) for this new anthology!
A pinch of love
I was sure to find myself in you,
a little of yourself would be found in me too.
And this little, of both of us,
made a pinch of our love,
this was mine, serene and new.
Another pinch came in,
some other day it tasted different.
What was this unknown article,
I dare, did want to know.
and fine, she's a pretty soul,
further now, i pity you more.
How clever, that you thought,
another pinch of love
might work on the parallel road.
But as I stand here at the crossroad,
I see you much happier.
Why on earth, the one who does wrong, stays happy,
and the sufferer, only tries to stay strong?
Kirti Sharma