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That wayward glance, not meeting eyes,
Blazing fire of love, turned to ashen embers of lies,
Cold coals cannot rekindle, and I ignore,
Pretences galore,
Gather my self respect, before it is late,
Clearly all passion has changed to hate,
A million enemies equal,
A trusted friend’s betrayal.
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A strong one with a lot of class in the style! Very nice Usha.
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Thanks Vignesh.
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Wow! Excellent poem Usha. Thanks for joining in! Great to see you back. How are you?
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Thank you Sadje. So far so good. Hope you are well.
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Thanks Usha.
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The ending is so true Usha. Good to see you here after long.
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Yes, was quite busy. This picture goaded me to pen my thoughts. Thank you.
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What was will never be again. A great take, well done.
Here’s mine!
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Thank you for your appreciation.
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Wonderful take, Usha! Seeing you after a long time.
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Thank you Punam. Been quite busy.
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