Solitary Remorse - Poem by Sanket Adhikari
My heart is made of stone.
Suddenly a bud came out of it;
My life totally changed.
I loved that with my whole heart.
The bud grown and grown
And became a colourful flower.
One day a warm appears;
It took shelter into its florid petals.
At length the black warm annexes
All of its exquisiteness
And have gone.
Now, I'm counting days
Hoping for the inflorescence of another flower.
Again I'll implant her as the heart of my Temple of Love.
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