Poem – Meeting My Younger Self

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Bina Gupta / 03.10.2016

Reacquainting

With my younger self

I looked at ‘her’ face

Full of rampant

Curiosity

Then

In a withering tone

Asked

“You whose head stayed

Buried in books twenty four

Seven when not running wildly

Outdoors….has fate met

All those secretly nourished desires you’d romantically

Purloined from your Romantic, witty heroines?

She simply looked back

With calm, impassive eyes

And said

‘greatest romances

Are those that end in tragedy

I am no different’

With that

she

faded

Away

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