By-Yamini Dhupar
I miss the days when we were complete
Complete as a family, tightly sewn together
Complete with emotions, anger and love doing their part
Complete to the soul, never falling apart
But what lies ahead of me is a scary void
Void that leaves me craving for what I once resented
Void that engulfs me bit by bit each day
Void in my life that I can only dream of filling one day…
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This poem has been published in the book 'The Last Flower Of Spring'. Buy the paperback copy on Amazon: https://tinyurl.com/y9sydnxn