Arti Chopra Poems

I hope with my words
I can stir a soul,
I hope with my verse
I can reach my goal,
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Time has a habit of just flying
Just yesterday, we were
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In a room filled with people
I am alone
I do not belong
They sing not my song
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Shall I whisper your name?
In the hope
You will come again....
Shall I pretend you are here?
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I watched
bemused
As the the spider
laboured
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The lamps have been dimmed
As the darkness falls
The days work done
I am alone with my thoughts once again
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A leaf
So green
A rose
The queen
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The leaves
they keep falling
russet, brown.gold
pain blows sweetly
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MAN STRIVES


From the miracle of conception
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our once painful memories
are dimmed and dulled now,
their sting lessened,
by the hazy clouds of time,
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