Desolation Poem by SYAM CHANDRAN PERINKULAM

Desolation



ONCE, SEASONS AFTER SEASONS
I KNOCKED AT YOUR DOOR
WITH THE DISCOMFITURES OF
MY DEEP LOVE.
INFRONT OF ME
THOSE WERE ETERNALY CLOSED.
NOW I SEE YOUR OPENED DOORS.
BUT
I AM EMPTY HANDED.
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SYAMCHANDRAN.K

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