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History

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A day had gone without saying the words.

we knew what he was thinking while changing

pavements. What he would tell over the phone

at one of those booths, we knew. We should have

smiled and forgotten that lone day of youth.

Lost voice from an afternoon of past summer.

We should not have taken a second peek.

He told her about his new job at the

Store and then fell silent as usual.

No proposal for any golden day.

The young man stepped out of the phone booth,

counted his changes  and obliterated 

among us who had grown into a

generation of war prone, love starved and

zombied men…

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loves to write and read, dies to have your friendship.Here is my short bio:Kushal Poddar (1977- ) resides in the city of Kolkata, in the state of West Bengal, India. He began writing poems at the age of six in his vernacular Bengali. He begins pr

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