Alzheimer’s Cruel Joke

In an early morning of summer

She woke up ,briskly n impatient;

Below the ever running tap in the garden

She rinsed his tooth brush.

Putting a gel on it,went to his bed room

Just to discover his photo adorned with garlands…

Shedding few drops of tear,in excruciating pain.

She just realized ,its better to forget the one

Who you loved the most….

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Manoj Kishore Nayak

Hitherto known as the "Tissue Paper Poet" and credited many a times with initiating the same genre of poetry I, contemplated of writing this blog where I could inter-alia, endeavour to write my random thoughts and publish that of others. The blog will contain subjects of myriad hues ranging from poetry & travelogues to sundry incidents. Being a 'bookaholic' I would like to tell you about the books I read and the authors I meet across the corners which will quench your thirst for literary entertainment and will impart a certain cachet to your intellectuality. Read More...
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