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Friday, June 06, 2014

Click

Sometimes
Over the phone
I wait
After you have
Hung up.


Every time
I hear
That click,
I feel
A twinge
Of sadness
That tugs
At my insides
As if
To remind me
That you will
Never
Be mine.
Posted by Shilpa Krishnan at 3:58 PM

1 comment:

Nandhu said...

very good poem shilps. give us more.

2:57 PM

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