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Soutrik Ghoshal

Classics

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Soutrik Ghoshal

Classics

Ode to Me

Ode to Me

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Always loved and taken care of

I won’t bias, but way too much.

They loved me it’s true, but

Not the way I wanted, not as such.


Sweet and pretty, tall and fair,

My beauty was always praised.

Maybe that was also a reason

Of their expectations, I agree,

The bar was raised.


But I was something very different,

I was never, black polished shoes

With tucked up ties, or

Fresh ironed suits with sophisticated smiles.

I was the wild flower, in the bunch of roses

Ripped jeans, messy bun and pricked noses.


Now that I am gone,

There might be things that I’ll miss.

But trust me dear,

I’ll rest in peace.


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