She came
And stood in front of me
With a smiling face,
I saw her but could not recognise her that time.
Later she accused me,
She was right in her accusation,
I tried to convince her that
I was fully engrossed in my sublime poetic world then,
But she did not understand me at all.
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was fully engrossed in my sublime poetic world then, But she did not understand me at all. yes poetry takes our whole attention and we forget. tony