He lost her
and was down to pieces,
and saw her slipping into oblivion,
gradually fading away
one step at a time,
locked arms in arms of her no found love.
His loss was someone’s gain,
classic paradox of this thing called life
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Wow
Awww !! It’s truly profound
thank you, Akshaya. Much humbled
Thanks so much for reading
Life works in strange ways & your poetry has definitely captured that very essence. Bravo 👏
Thanks so much for getting the essence of my poem
My loss and someone’s gain…indeed a paradox of life.
Absolutely. Thank you for your kind read
Life works in mysterious ways 😊 beautiful poetry 👌
Thanks so much, NJ
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Someone’s loss in life, someone else’s treasure!
Profound words. This part of life is such where no one has any control over it.
Absolutely my friend
True my friend. Thank you for your read