Divya Garg Poems

Is it the Carnival of Rust?
Or the celebration of broken trust
Has the Wheel of Fortune still turning
Or the scheduled rounds are concluded
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She left for heavenly abode
She left to never come back

When you fool her around
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Was it since the day our eyes first met?
Or is it now?

Was it since the day I first heard your voice
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Fluttering her wings
Crossing the bars
There she was in every hour
Spreading them all
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