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absence

When he was in my life
there was hope,
and at death's door
there was despair.

I had accepted that
there was no joy in
my eyes at all those places
where he was not there.

The boat of glasses,
wine and colorful flowers
was faded,
where there was no smile
on his lips.

Although my eyes
used to be drunk,
but i didn't get
intoxicated in his absence  

I was drowned
in his love,
yet his soul
did not dissolve in me.

What should I pray
to God now?
When he is not present
in my life...
Written by dimpy (dimpsmoon)
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