Seema Devi Sharma Poems

The day I first met you

In the morning hours
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I have enough of it already,
And don't try
To fill any more of it,
If you people really love me
...

I'm just a cloud
Wandering in the sky
In quest of a place
Where I can stay.
...

My heart has turned
An empty vessel
That can now sound
Much of my past.
...

The cloud of hatred
Grabs my soul,
The paths are blocked,
Vision is blurred.
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