Me.S Dey Poems

I went there with a begging bowl;
Begging for love to someone beautiful.
She had a golden heart and was so kind;
Loved me for the moment and I felt like flying high.
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He often visits our home -
And opines wisely on our home décor.
Last valentine’s I painted a portrait of my wife
And hanged that creation on front-wall wide.
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Porous nights often disillusion us.
Vibes keep coming up through words.
Heart-poured love gets a respite.
Unwinding yourself; you laugh and cry.
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Deb! Deb! Are you there?
Please open the door. I’m here.
Let me come in, let me sit a while.
Let me tell you who am I.
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With one heart-full of love -
You went away.
Did you leave something?
It’s always better to crosscheck.
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I will never call you a liar -
Not now; never even afterwards.
It was I, who failed to see the truth.
It was I, who was so blind to exude.
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