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The Past No More


At midnight, I lie on my bed,
All soaked, all drenched,
In the tears of the past

I lay awake and contemplate
I wonder and regret
About the deeds of the past

She sits by my side
While my tears, I hide
And we talk about the past

We weep and we cry
Until the tears go dry
 Cognizing the past

She pats my back
As our pains slack
And we learn from the past

We soak no more
Our ships set ashore
And we leave behind the past.

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  1. ANULATA RAJ NAIRSeptember 14, 2012 at 12:17 PM

    beautiful......
    loved it sanhita.

    anu

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  2. Sanhita BaruahSeptember 14, 2012 at 12:56 PM

    Thanks anu :)). Keep reading..

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  3. Saru SinghalSeptember 15, 2012 at 3:56 AM

    I loved it. It is simple and full of emotions. Very well penned!

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  4. Sanhita BaruahSeptember 15, 2012 at 8:38 PM

    Thanks a lot Saru :)

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  5. Sabyasachi Patra | Tales from Wild IndiaSeptember 15, 2012 at 10:36 PM

    Great ending Sanhita! Soak no more in the sad dreams of the past. Well written.

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    1. Sanhita BaruahSeptember 15, 2012 at 10:50 PM

      Thanks Sabyasachi :)

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    2. Dhruv BaruahSeptember 16, 2012 at 10:35 PM

      really liked it a lot..hope to transform it into a beautiful song sumday..obviously with your permission..!!

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  6. ASeptember 18, 2012 at 5:22 PM

    Loved this one. :) Esp the way you ended it.

    Do drop in at y-anil-kumar.blogspot.in when you find time.

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  7. UnknownSeptember 21, 2012 at 3:08 PM

    Deep. Sad. Beautifully expressed.
    Couldn't love the blog more!

    Visit mine sometime. :)

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  8. ASeptember 25, 2012 at 10:48 PM

    Congratulations :)

    You've been awarded - The Versatile Blogger Award!!

    (http://y-anil-kumar.blogspot.in/2012/09/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-x-none.html)

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  9. Sanhita BaruahSeptember 26, 2012 at 9:41 AM

    Thanks a lot. I'm elated. It will be treasured :)

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  10. R&NBSeptember 29, 2012 at 10:24 AM

    Tears always have a healing effect and yet we tend to hold them back. Beautifully expressed Sanhita.

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