A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)

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They said:
Time heals wounds of the soul.
I have yet to believe that.

The seconds move on
Relentlessly
Painfully
Without respite;

Without a breather
A vacuum to suspend
Myself – alone –
To forget and forgive:
If possible.

Time has passed
Since the day
You broke my life-
And,
No matter what
The wound deep inside
Within my soul
Is still raw.

Usha, 10 December ’86

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Author: Usha Pisharody

A rambler, pretends to be a teacher, loves to dream, and go on Quixotic Quests in the Realm of Romance With Life...

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