Memories Of Love Poem by Pradip Dasgupta

Memories Of Love



It was cruel time that my
stars fell on me.
It was your love that I
loved with love.
Then the poison dissolved
in me that took me far,
still searching for you.
I can never live the very
me, like a mirror reflecting
but never touching.
I still wait for you even
though you are there.
I search for the old in you,
the very first of my memories
of love.

Tuesday, August 4, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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