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Harshada Deshpande

Romance Tragedy Fantasy

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Harshada Deshpande

Romance Tragedy Fantasy

A Handicap Silhouette!

A Handicap Silhouette!

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Oh, my dear Lords!

Make me travel back,

Where the sun, the rain and the moon

Poured love on me deep and sharp.


The time where laughter was jingling

Doey eyes were dreaming,

Hands were entangled firmed

As my love was absolute mine.


The place where our hearts met

And we lived through our love dates,

The world was a second-place

As you n I were one teammate.


Now you made the world be intruders

Between you and me, and it unrooted,

The blossom that we had bloomed

Of our love and feelings for each other to the moon.


Things are changed

As your grip is loosened, darkening the fate,

Stabbed back and wobbling legs

I have become a handicapped silhouette.


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