Old Flame Poem by Soumita Sarkar

Old Flame



Far above the sky behold
In colours many that unfold
A heart for a heart was sold
Bright as diamond pure and bold

Give that all are not same
I held fast to your name
Who am I to select a blame?
Remains in me your old flame

You might have given none
For you that moment has gone
But here I am not yet done
For a part of you I still own

Wednesday, February 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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