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A vintage story
Well, it’s been a sorted mess
At times in the limelight;
In dark at the backstage
Bound to happen I guess
In a relationship so vintage
Quest started by following
Stars on a cloudless night
Someone made a dreary device
Traced rains on one fine evening
Then observed next day’s bright
Finicky and Frantic, wasn’t he?
Sleepless night owl so deadly
I be...
Wednesday 25th May 2016 6:26 pm
He too had a dark side
Knocked at my window
He mumbled; drove me out
Gleaming that evening was;
No one ever knew about
Quiet for a while, we stared
His “warmth” asked my plight
‘Dragged those stubborn rays; or
Faced some restless light?’
Blamed him for his betrayal
I sighed, nodded & replied;
“mine isn’t luminous like yours,
life is dull and deprived”
Ah! Borrowed is my...
Tuesday 12th May 2015 7:28 am
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