From My Other Life Poem by Rajesh Kumar

From My Other Life



He knows me from my other life
From the days in which I walked back home with him.

Those days were wild
We had a field day chasing butterflies,
And we messed around much.
Many times the guns boomed
And sometimes there was blood.

He remembers me from those days
Those days are dead.
1997

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Suicidal Magic 24 June 2009

an amazing write! keep it up!

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