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Pradip Chattopadhyay

Veteran Poet - 3,206 Points (28.01.1961 / Kolkata)

Sixteen


Don't know where she is on this day
the world though small she's too far
years have traveled a long way
and she was sixteen when I last saw her!

Can't imagine her a grown woman
with shades of grey wrinkled skin
my time with her so fast ran
and I had seen her last at sixteen!

Does she sing a line of the love song
in a forlorn night remember
a boy lost to her for too long
and she was sixteen when I last saw her!

Can't imagine any older she could be
the girl a lover could have been
but the winds blew her too quickly
and I had seen her last at sixteen!

Submitted: Thursday, August 07, 2014

Topic of this poem: teenage


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  • Bronze Star - 5,319 Points Geetha Jayakumar (8/9/2014 11:44:00 AM)

    Beautiful lines for the sweet sixteen girl..

    Can't imagine any older she could be
    the girl a lover could have been
    but the winds blew her too quickly
    and I had seen her last at sixteen! ............Very true said, it's very difficult to accept the girl who may be now old, as memory got stuck right at sixteen year old girl. Loved reading it. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 12,580 Points Valsa George (8/8/2014 2:23:00 AM)

    So sweet flowing a verse on a sweet girl of sixteen who has been blown away by sweeping winds to place her in a remote region! Somewhere she must be living with the image of a young boy of seventeen or eighteen who once stole her heart and made her ride in fancy's golden chariot! Enjoyed this lovely write! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 13,026 Points Deepak Kumar Pattanayak (8/8/2014 12:34:00 AM)

    The world may grow older but where then she was, now she must be there.......mind can't accept her in any form........nice composition (Report) Reply

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