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Tribhawan Kaul


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10 august 2012

The Lost Love

Modern couples are busy in this materialistic world. After initial mutul admiration and attraction dies down, they realise something amiss in their lives.
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“Behold me not
with your lovely wide expressive eyes
I have no words for appreciation
you may be divine
withholding your desires
I am a mortal
yielding to
basic intentions.”
Unquote.
 
Remember the day
when  we had met
I had said so
and you
blooming like a lotus
 opened your arms.
I remained a mute witness
to a ravishing storm.
 
We never knew
what had struck
a volcano of possessiveness
or a love bug
both destroyed us
before we could shrug.
 
Ego made us discrete
pride to tweet
on cross ,we put our relationship
space ,we never wanted to yield.
 
Trust we lost
faith never gained
post-mortem we did
but it was never the same.
 
Where love has gone ?
Where should I find ?
Alas!
we have forgotten our way
In our daily grind.
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