Rakesh Babu G R
Last Day In ****
When this happened, I had a hangover of 7 days. That was the most intense week of my life. I wrote the poem over those 7 days.
I have censored three words of the poem to make sure no one can find out the identity of the person I am referring to in the poem.
I had shared the poem with many asking for their opinion(read appreciation) . Well, I am declassifying the poem now. Here it goes,
It was my last night in ****,
The end of my stay.
Off to my home town I was going,
Two comrades with me, helping.
It was a dark night and there was lightning, ...