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25 Minutes Ago..

  • Writer: Alankreta Prazhagan
    Alankreta Prazhagan
  • Sep 9, 2023
  • 1 min read

25 Minutes ago….

I wonder though,

The night was bitterly cold,

My misery was 25 times so.

Sniffling through my blurred eyes,

It all finally breaks,

And I start to weep,

As Memories begin,

flashing through me!


My grandma standing,

With tear swelled eyes;

Holding it all up,

On the front porch,

Waving goodbye,

The memory I have,

Etched in my mind!

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The gentle smile,

Her face wore,

A picture that will remain,

Forever, the centre of

My universe!

The 25 minutes,

Of agony that buried me,

Will 25 years be enough,

To subdue my anguish,

And mend a broken heart?

 
 
 

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