Saturday, May 30, 2015

SONNET #1

"When my days were dark,
She came in with a piece of heart.
When I needed her,
She was there forever.
                            People did scare me,
                            But she was there to comfort me.
                            When I was filled with hate,
                            To fill me with love, she was all set.
When I was all alone,
She was the dog and I was the bone.
When I was discouraged,
She was the one who encouraged.
                           Oh Mother!
                           Now that you ain't here, it does bother!"
                                                            - Dhananjay Shitkar.

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