A stranger came to my door at eve...
Looking at him made my heart skip a beat...
Even before he entered I felt he must not leave...
His coming seemed like a long due treat...
Just standing there he gave me dreams to weave...
I would have forgotton to drink and to eat...
The thought of losing him made me grieve...
This meeting was so sweet...
It seemed that he came with a missive...
Gladly and readily I stood there to greet...
Happily and joyously, I prepared my self to receive...
The one who would have made me meet...
The one who could have made me achieve...
In frost and in heat...
some happiness, long due, I believe.
I deemed it no less than a feat.
Alas! how could I perceive...
He was a liar and a cheat.
That he was here to fool me, to simply deceive!
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Anubhuti
Member Since: 25 Aug, 2015
I am, was and will remain an avid reader. Writing, however, is a new, though not unexplored territory. Earlier my writing was limited to reports, presentations, opinions and other writing assigments which, though were part of my job, I enjoyed doing ...
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