Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 26, 2016

Struggle………………….~by Lopamudra Mishra



I struggle to hide me in thicket,
To mask my achromatize countenance,
The wound I bore in my deepest nook,
Time to time shook my brook,
I weep and weep in dark,
Only to smile in radiance,
I know my depressed core,
Sob for you my love,
Remembrance of golden jabber,
Flutter in my dropper,
I live with the reminiscences,
Which hurts me and stabs me insane,
I am not lucky to get your alliance,
Nor fortunate enough to snatch you ,
From assemblage of snoots,
But I am your conscientious admirer,
You are my dawn of love,
The scar you imprinted on my crest,
Will remain in me in till death.
Hence I struggle every second,
To carry you in my breath,
But fortunate to get your presence in my existence.

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