A very short piece. I tried expanding it later, but it sounded best in it's compact form.


The rose murmurs it's undying love

To the pale moon stuck in the sky above.

But alas the rose withers and fades away

And the moon has to part ere the coming of day.

Poetry by Shayak Chakraborty
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Written on 2006-02-18 at 16:06

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I really like it, so short and yet so strong..
can't really explain what it makes me feel...

really good =D