Your Blue Eyes... - Poem by Prankul Agarwal
Your blue eyes...and now forgotten, once in time,
had so much in depth.
Your pretty smile...and now withered, once a rose,
has so much in redness.
Your graceful walk...and now dried, once green,
had so much to see.
Your juicy lips...and now rotten, once a berry,
had so much to taste.
Your soft cheeks...and now callous, once so silky,
had so much to feel.
Your light hair...and now old, once so fresh,
had so much to attract.
Yours Me...and now silent, once so lively,
had so much to live for.
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