(26 Dec 1969, yet to kick the bucket. / Mahuva, Gujarat, India.)

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Passing of days

Every day goes by.
The Calendar flips a good bye.
Nothing changes.
Apart from the usual din of seasons.
The buzz of people.
You remain, I remain.
The background moves,
As if in disdain,
Thinking we won't change,
Neither you nor me,
Ever in love, yet painted in pain,
Wanting each other,
But in our own different ways.

Submitted: Sunday, February 24, 2013


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  • Dave Walker (2/24/2013 3:06:00 AM)

    A great poem, some times we never see the
    changes.

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