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The Touch of Happiness

I Diluted in the silence All are enjoying Freshers party Nobody knows when I go Sounds were like buzzing fly. I Join wholeheartedly Sudden attack on my door Call for dining room. Many times, many days They remain suspended in the subconscious The diet body Fret with malice Yet working! I’m absolutely fit and jobless here… I Be missing in a hushed monastery And senility When I will be hoary like my parents Who will take care of me? My parents or my future! I Already lost the drops for them Only the silent dry pain of heart is left Senility of me and my parents must be same I can't remember by no means what i have done for them!! 15/09/2013

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 11/27/2013 1:37:00 AM

Litan, Thank you for spreading and sharing your kindness. I am very grateful and thankful to all who have been supportive of me one way or another. Your heartfelt words are the main attraction of who you are… Thanks for your inspiring visit. ----- Happy Thanksgiving ~ LINDA

Vandana Sharma

Date: 10/6/2013 10:54:00 PM

These thoughts do bug us all at some time point in our life, but the more important thing is the realisation .

Kelly Deschler

Date: 10/6/2013 6:54:00 PM

I think that we give our parents as much as they give us. Only we don't realize it until later in life. A beautiful poem that gives the reader much to think about. Really good poem, Litan!...Thank you for the kind comments!

Jessica Soler

Date: 9/19/2013 10:44:00 AM

'This is really great work..well done and thank you for the uplifting comment on my poem"

Litan Dey
Date: 9/21/2013 11:26:00 PM

Thank you jessika,,,,

Madelin Barton

Date: 9/15/2013 11:21:00 AM

very descriptive poem here nice lines gives the reader a lot to think about

Litan Dey
Date: 9/15/2013 12:36:00 PM

Yea madelin...it's a real one.Thank you for your visit to my work

Joseph May

Date: 9/15/2013 6:35:00 AM

a very slow poem...perhaps if whispered might sound in good verse...line

Litan Dey
Date: 9/15/2013 12:37:00 PM

Dear joseph...you got it.Thank you

Sara Kendrick

Date: 9/15/2013 4:05:00 AM

Enjoyed reading your creative work..Only God knows the future and who will take care of us when we are aged..Very interesting work ...Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara

Litan Dey
Date: 9/15/2013 12:35:00 PM

I am happy with your kind visit and comments...