A wall got raised,
A scared line was drawn,
Several hopes tarnished,
A new norm was formed,
When she addressed her as sire.

In that harsh moment,
His last faint of hope,
For any resurrection,
Of his time forgotten love,
Was abolished,
From one soul they became two,
And the curtains were drawn.

Copyright ยฉ Shantanu Baruah

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