Love Unattained
Scents of an old age home
A place deprived of moans
Where souls are trapped in bodies
All wishing to be lovelies
Yet all they do is make scones
Some complain and voice their agony
Some laugh and express their 'joie de vivre'
Yet they all understand each other
Ever word, melody and action
You'd believe them a brother or a sister
With no trace of corruption
Some were loved and spoiled
Others lived in monotonous pain
Their tempers tend to boil
The cause, regrets and a love unattained
[ Free verse]
Divija
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