the tiny bits of paper scribbled with my words
flew away dancing hand in hand with the twilight breeze
unexpected occurrences incidents and events
changed the phrases of facts dipped in rippling chimes of past
disguised in joyous encores of the setting sun
the almighty took a different path
the matchless whom I revered myself once
the morning dew made a tale of time
melancholic minuets dancing with the fog
life shortened my stay
whereas I was busy hanging on with life
just the tiny bits of paper scribbled with my words
flew away with my story inscribed
but scattered into pieces
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Author:
Suman_Bhattacharya (
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- Category: Reflection
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