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Cast Away

by Avishek Gupta
(Kolkata)

Hundred miles far off I am afraid,
That she might be once again
In my room of scented memories.
Maybe she is listening to
The clatter of raindrops on the windowpane.
Maybe she is mesmerized?
Which month is it?
Which part of the day?
She has even forgotten my name.
Shifted souls know tears are in vain,
Time has elapsed indeed?
Sweetly through a fishing net.

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May 03, 2011
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starstarstarstarstar 		Thank You
by: Avishek Gupta

Thank you all. This really means a lot to me.
May 03, 2011
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starstarstarstarstar 		Remembrance is a form of meeting!
by: Tanuja Chatterjee

Yeah, tears are in vain. They make one weak. Through the fishing net...parted souls have a profound mission to fulfill. There is always hope. Lovely, lovely poem! It tells the story of yours, mine and everybody's life....oh, life is like that.
May 03, 2011
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starstarstarstarstar 		Fabulous
by: Anonymous

keep it up!
Apr 27, 2011
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starstarstarstarstar 		Lovely poem
by: Geetashree Chatterjee

Nostalgic and mesmerizing...

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