Krishnanand Guptar
Wrritten 2 February 2026 for Connect the Dots Poetry Contest of Nette Onclaud
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The keys are cold, the notes so sad, To pipe love that never bloomed A minor key sighs, moans and weeps, To recall a promise made The ivory keys hum a dirge , A broken song of its sown.
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