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After The Death Of His Wife, Said He That He Would Turn Into A Sadhu

After the death of his wife
Took he the oath
That he would never,
Wept he bitterly
While lighting the pyre
At the crematorium,
Remembering her so much
His beloved wife,
Taking the photograph
Along with him,

Seeing her stealthily
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Saturday, November 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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