The Lost Letter Poem by SABREEN AHMED

The Lost Letter

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The letters I gave you
have smudged their ink,
and those you
gave me are soiled
by wormwood.
I am looking
for the closet
where I stored
all relics of love;
but you lost the key
to open it, and I own
no duplicate.
A fossilized heart
has no substitute.

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The dismal scenario of childhood for today's generation.
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