Poetry: Loss
Written by Dr. Archan Mehta
when i came to you
Room, belatedly, I
I was shocked to find the portrait.
Hanging from the wall:
I found a wreath of
Flowers around your neck.
At that time, I suddenly
I realized that I would
Please don’t meet me again.
life is strange and hanging
by thread. just something
I said I don’t feel well.
It’s me, but maybe that’s all there is to it.
I feel depressed without you
Beside me. woke up
I cry when I remember you
I cherish the memories I have with you.
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Dr. Archan Mehta received his Ph.D. In management. Currently, Dr. Mehta is a freelance writer and consultant based in India. Over the years, Dr. Mehta’s creative work has been featured in numerous publications in India, the United Kingdom, the United States, South Africa, and the Middle East. In his free time, Dr. Mehta likes walking outdoors, partying with close friends, listening to music, and keeping up with the latest happenings. Dr. Mehta also likes meditation. Please feel free to contact Dr. Mehta.
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