Submission by Bharati Nayak

[Doctor Fab]

A very good poem, dear Bharati! Really.

My pleasure to add it to the compilation

Cheers

F.

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Love, Sweet and Bitter

So gone are the days
When we parted half ways
The dreams we dreamt
Never materialized
Not willed, yet
You were forced to move away
Leaving not a word for me
Our cherished wishes died
Buried now in heart’s grave
I became a prisoner
To my bangles and Sindoor
Love or to dream of love
Is now a taboo for me
I banish
All your tokens of love
Tear the letters
That were so dear to me
I blow them into the wind
You recede to the innermost corner
Of my memory
Your name is never uttered
But it is never finished.
On a torn piece of paper
Where you once
Scribbled some lines absentmindedly
I keep it to remind me
About  the abstractness
Of my life’s journey.

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Author's note:
'Sindoor' is a red vermillion mark Hindu married wear on their forehead as a symbol of their married status and chastity.

2017-10-02 16:15 GMT+02:00 Bharati Nayak :

Dear Fabrizio.

Thank you very much for allowing me to write on the topic -Bitter love.I am submitting another poem.I hope it fits the topic.

With much regard and best wishes'

May God bless you with good health.

Yours Sincerely

Bharati Nayak

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