Forsaken Poem by kunjubi varghese

Forsaken



While I was watching you going away

I felt my world becoming futile,

And empty and I am made an orphan.

I felt my love is embedded in those flowers

You have discarded after sniffing them;

And there is no one beside me to serve

A little love on a platter, for me to imbibe.

And my conjecture has become true as I imagined!

Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: flowers
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Trivandrum, Kerala, India
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