7/24/2019 My Forgotten Love

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My Forgotten Love

Yeah! I do really remember her face,But time killed the essence of her voice.

When I really saw her in these days,I was stuck with tears that made the cries.

Age was never a matter of time,She seem younger as that as rime.We stood like strangers, face to face,

wisting all those ast and many trace.

She soke "rst and I stood still,#You look confused and seem to be ill!$She was the same and she was before,It was me who grew hair of camhor.

%outh was shut and words were blacked,&yes were "'ed and heart was cracked.She was known, but mind was drown,I still knew her, but #where($ was the thrill.

She soke a lot, I heard a bit,#%om!$ he called that gave a hit.Smile was wide while she walked back o),With her husband and the child like dwarf.

I do really remember her face,

But trust me, I don*t remember her trace.Yeah! She used to be my darling dove,he same girl is my forgotten love.

TO MY SHRU. NIKHIL V P (NJS)