Spike Milligan

(16 April 1918 – 27 February 2002 / Ahmednagar)

When I Suspected


There will be a time when it will end.
Be it parting
Be it death
So each passing minute with you
Pendulummed with sadness.
So many times
I looked long into your face.
I could hear the clock ticking.

Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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