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( vote)When I Met You
written by: Madhumita
@madhumita6
when i met you
that very first day
the yellowed
crumpled and torn
uninteresting
open envelope
in your hand
you turned it around
shook it
nothing came out
it was empty
you saw nothing
you threw it
down on the ground
as i lay there
on the cold barren ground
you felt me
you thought it was me
you stopped
and bent down
to pick it up
you stopped again
deep in your thoughts
you touched me
but left me there
there on the cold barren ground
i met you
for the last time
©Madhumita
Madhumita
Madhumita Bhattacharjee Nayyar, is a bilingual writer (writing both in Hindi and English). A poetess, blogger, lifeskills counsellor, healer. She is also a social commentator and works with women and children. Her works also have been published in various national and international magazines, newspapers, web magazines, ezines, journals, anthologies. The author of "THE NIGHT JASMINE AND OTHER LOVE POEMS", is also the winner of ICON OF THE YEAR-LIFESKILLS COUNSELLOR 2015-2016, CREATIVE WRITER OF THE YEAR 2016 and has won the Indian Women Achievers Award 2016 for Creative Writing.
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