I was at the funeral
Where I bumped into Love
Dressed in red satin
Like an angel from above
Seeing her visiting
After my aunt's demise,
I couldn't but help
And ask with surprise,
"Churches, gardens, homes
I looked everywhere
This is such a happy accident
To find you in prayer"
Looking up at me
She added solemnly,
"My dear it is true,
Very sad and sore...
But we truly love a person,
Only when he's no more."
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The Gift Of Words
PoetryFeatured in the Reading List 'Poetry Collections' on the official Wattpad Anthologies Page #First Place at the Poetry Awards held by the Bridge Society! #Third Place at the Jungle Awards! The term 'Navras' in Sanskrit describes nine different emotio...
