Insomnia! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Destroyed the physical
Evidence of our love;
What to do with
Ones etched in memory?
Like an insomniac
Who lies wide awake
In bed,
I too dread the
Night…
Wish could delete
At the click of a key.
poem by Mamta Agarwal
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