Anonymous acquaintance

Some Day,
If you write an autobiography.
Describe me as the brightest rose
of your garden.
And not as a dry fallen leaf
of last autumn.
Not merely as an anonymous acquaintance.
Do write my name just for once.

13 thoughts on “Anonymous acquaintance

  1. a heart touching poem…
    “we may be blooming apart from each other,
    but those who knew us then and now,
    knows that a part of you in me still exists,
    like the smell of a rose which one can’t see,
    but its always there to mesmerize the passerby”.

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