The Precise Word is the platform where I occasionally post my works, ranging from poems, stories to articles on everyday issues.
Saturday, October 23, 2010
A Part of my Life
Waiting impatiently for its end, Many an experience I still have to lend But when does it cease to be? No one can tell except thee. Let us part with each other then; But before that, tell me when Thou can no longer be seen.
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