Poem: Yet

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Had I known, instead

I would have returned

plucked the memory

put it aside

its roots destroyed;

yet when it rains

the plucked roots grow

and I Remember You.

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1 Response

  1. kuku singh says:

    Vijay nice to see one of your insightful poems up here

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