Class Mates
Class Mates
We were friends in college,
once in a remote village.
We two came too close
to realize hard prose,
not romantic poetry,
and faced tough reality.
Destiny separated us
Each plus turned minus.
Years went on with ill fate.
At last I met my batch mate.
He sighed ‘Hi! my dear,
Are our days already over?’
I told’ No. you know,stars in night sky always stare,
but are hidden in broad daylight, yet they are there.’
03/15/16
Any couplet you wish Contest II
Sponsor Laura Loo
Copyright © Anisha Dutta | Year Posted 2016
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