poem :
to my best pal
 Life is so incomplete
my soul, without you
trapped in total confusion,
tell me my pal, what to do?
Very short absence even
compels the heart to sadness
imagination of rest life,
increases only madness.
Peeps through my loneliness
an innocent image always
dwelling in the vastest core,
lingering at the front stage.
When it took place dear friend
how it happened? lovely pal
entering without any knock
how you became rise and fall ?
                Durga Banwasi
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