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Circus Avenueas i crossed the road in the circus avenue came across a sweet little girl hiding her face with her tiny hands stood at the lonely corner of the sprawling boulevard i stopped and turned enquired her purpose. she removed her hands with a lot of persuasion retorted sharply who are you? i am your new friend why you have come to me i love you at first sight ok my friend -do you have an answer of what my sweety my mom and dad separated so sad my hun i love both, yes both of them so nice of you tell me whom should i choose i was stunned by the firm voice kept silent for a while made an effort to console her put my arm over her shoulder only to find her slipped away from my clutches and ran away shouting i know you can not answer only he can – i will go there her hands pointing at the blue sky she lost in the narrow lanes branching from the main road i could not see her anymore i touched my palm felt the warmth folded my hands and prayed for her answer all the leafy trees lined on both sides of the deserted avenue listened to my prayer in silence. Gopal Lahiri… Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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