Apr 2020
It’s not been long
Since
Last I wrote about
What I wrote
And possibly
Never became, too rote
Since
Last I wrote
I do remember
My suede leather, navy blue tote
Never too paunchy
Yet carrying loads
And now I forget
Since
Last I wrote
About
What I loved
And
About what I wrote
Since
Last I wrote about
What I wrote
And possibly
Never became, too rote
Since
Last I wrote
I do remember
My suede leather, navy blue tote
Never too paunchy
Yet carrying loads
And now I forget
Since
Last I wrote
About
What I loved
And
About what I wrote
Life gets busy, and so do the thoughts,
flying out of the window and gathering meanings dust :)
flying out of the window and gathering meanings dust :)
(49/F/Pune, India)
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