Sweet companion, don’t leave just yet
Together we’re bound, don’t forget
we’ve travelled so far, no regret
Life’s song ever sweet, our duet
That’s all that counts, my dear
Recall those twilights by the lake?
Silver dust and nightingale spake
Dreams of tomorrow, ours to take
promises so true, were they fake?
Does anything count, my dear?
They tell me that you’re leaving now
And I should let you take your bow
Then do me too with death endow
This one kindness to me allow
Nothing else counts, my dear.
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Manoshi Bose is a postgraduate in Analytical and Medicinal Chemistry and began her career in the pharmaceutical industry. However, her long-drawn clandestine affair with the written word just refused to die. After traveling the length and breadth of the country with her man in blue (Air Force, not Cricket) and dabbling in various fields like teaching, medical transcription, and content writing, she has finally decided to give her love for writing the time it deserves. As an empty nester currently living with her husband and five dogs in rural India, she believes there's ample material for her to tap into.
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