My lost love, the rebllious poet,
It's me, your bygone days, Harriet.
I'm torn and endured a lot.
I won't give blame only to my lot.
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The wise use of poetic devices blended with the fitness of apt diction makes the reading here a marvellous experience.As the tranquility of even thoughts float over the mind, one hopes to write on par. Keep it up Nilakshi.
This road is uncertain and is very rough. 'tis the truth...... A magnificient poem! ! ! !
Sadly beautiful farewell along with perhaps some sense of closure and moving on...Eloquent penning, Nil.~FjR~
written well with flair and very poignant poetic verses