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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Tides of Life Thoughts of my heart flowed out as tears, The future ahead holds lots of fears. As I alone walked down that memory lane, I felt nothing but heartache all over again. Once the days had been so joyful and carefree, Those days when we were two; then became three. How much hope and expectations had we, What our bundle of joy would grow up to be! Alas! As we dreamt of one thing, we realized another, For Cruel Fate would not let us be together. Entangled in the web of the dreams we weaved, Happy days were few and short lived. Had it not been for that dark and fateful night, Such would surely not have been our plight, This realization fell over me before day, Oh God, what are we but statues of clay! How your absence filled my life with emptiness! Bereaved of all joy and full of loneliness. The merciless turns of the tides of life, Made it hardly possible for one to survive. It was then that I looked into the eyes of innocence Of one who cared and shared my grievance. “Don’t leave me too,” they seemed to plead. Shedding my cloak of sorrow, I embraced him instead. With his affectionate love he kept me bound. The last straw in the stormy sea I had found. My young child taught me how to live over again, And smile through Life’s inflicted suffering and pain. The calamities of the past now being long over, These queries of my mind still remain unclear. Will Happiness ever think of rejoining me? Will I ever from those memories be set free? By: Jaishree Ghariwala Doshi
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