The Spring Without You (The Quest For My Love-2) by Subhas Chandra Chakra

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During those searching years
So many springs passed,
Sans your shape,
Sans your colour,
Over the ashes-
Of the pyre of separation
Over the flames
Of my burning heart.
All the memoirs
Sweet, fragrant and colourful
Like the spring
Were burnt.
Flowers bloomed,
But of course-
Sans pleasure,
Sans contentment,
Sans fragrance! !

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