Gajanan Mishra

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Unforeseen - Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Unforeseen everything,
No use of crying.
Unforeseen everything,
Both love and hate
Lost meaning.
Unforeseen everything
Just go on living.
You have nothing, nothing.

Topic(s) of this poem: nothing

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  • (4/6/2015 3:37:00 PM)

    True, crying serves no purpose. But it is uncontrollable. It is the result of living and having nothing to show for it - sometimes we cry for lack of tangible items; other times we cry for lack of deeply-felt unseen things, like love or a kind word. I like your poems. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 5, 2015

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