AnanthaKumar SUBRAMONY Poems

That's you, My Dearest Friend…!
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Is this the way my life should be,
As it has ever been with me;
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It's not new, for her, this air,

The rhythm of iron rolling iron over;
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I stumbled over faces many-

amongst those were both fresh and skinny;
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…And it's just that good old twilight once again,

Bringing, through the lone window of this cubicle,
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