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Sep 2015
That day

I'm passing through

Down memory lane

So many memories

Met me again

Whom I hurt once

    "      I blame

Those I love most

My near,dear ones

As time passed

I grow up

Leaving them behind

I'm in search of Divine

Not of Superior

  "    that God

It's just money'

That I think my abode

So silly I'm

Today I can realize

But,no way

Now I'm paralyzed

Lying on deathbed

I'm really alone-Written on 31.08.2012,Friday
Gourab Banerjee
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Gourab Banerjee  New Delhi
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