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Bitter Sweet Memories

I closed all my doors tightly,

No windows  were kept open,
Even  the little creaks I covered,

With apathy and sheer indifference,
To stifle my cries and painful shouts,

To keep the pleasant memories out,
I drowned myself in worldly affairs,

Surrounded by a thousand friends,
Flowers, sweets ,gifts they brought,

To make me smile and lift my spirits.
Nothing could stop flooding memories,

Encircling me  like the shadows dark ,
Those blissful happy days spent with you,

Now haunt me always and bleed my heart.

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Written by Sarita Khullar

Sarita Khullar is a retired associate professor in English from Hans Raj Mahila Mahavidyalaya, Jalandhar. She loves poetry and fiction. She also likes birds, flowers, animals, and humans.

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