Sentiment
P Pradip Chattopadhyay
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Just when the dog dug its nose
In frantic search for food
Deep into the garbage,
I saw a luring cleavage.
But it didn't mend my wounds.
Just when I saw the caged bird
Giving the sky a moist look,
I saw her hazel hair
Flying in the air,
But it didn't soothe my heart.
They don't heal anymore
Me and my damned sentiment!
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