On the flowerbed of hope
With a heart with a crack
I am waiting for someone
Who will never come back.
Sweet bonds once I had
In the bower of my heart
Quite soothing to the soul
Lost and sold in the mart.
So many days and nights
My heart had been restive
I had not known in the past
Such pain love would give.
Now time has taught me
A true lesson of compromise
To live a life of mental peace
Love, unpractical, is a surmise.
What if she was not mine
She yet remains in my life
With the thoughts of the love
I have found her in my wife.
BHASKARANAND JHA BHASKAR
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