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926: Part Of My Past

As I walk past the heaps of snow,
The sunshine hits my eye with all it’s glow,
Different thoughts cross my mind,
My babies sleeping, at the end of days grind,

Every new thing that I experience,
I share for them to feel my ambience,
Loneliness is a punishment, I knew I wasn’t,
I smoked and drank my time away,

Years later someone desired to be a part,
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Chitra - 29 August 2008

a nice poem with fine rhythm

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Shweta Patke 30 April 2007

Learnt a few lessons about profession love and life, I was amazed to meet people of very different type. I just loved this part in ur poem......it's so very true... gud work Shweta Patke

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