It is
written on wall
That I
am shown the door.
I came
there for a vision.
You
ignored my mission.
I
longed for a tryst
That
turned out as mist.
With
limped heart,
With wounded
pride
Now I
am back.
May be
some odds
Could
be against.
Hope is
still alive.
27.10.99,
Palakkad
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