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Friday, April 16, 2010

Divorce

Went through a period of divorce; by the time we were separate, there were three of us.One melancholic afternoon, I put my thoughts on the paper.

Pain of seperation

Empty days, lonely nights;
blurred mind, pointless thoughts.
Broken dreams, wasted lives,
time gallops, considers none.

Selfish motives, senseless beings;
shatter lives, of hapless souls.
Ego resides, in love’s abode;
pride rules where affection abound.

A new life, an innocent soul;
molded in love, is nurtured in hate.
Mature minds, destroy budding life;
virtue decays, vice thrives

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