I woke up to a beautiful morn,
Drenched in the overnight rain,
Every leaf dripping wet,
As you used to in my love,
With or without you,
I want to live, in spite of you,
Am sad no more,
I am out of my amour.
(June 4,2006)
Amit Biswas
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/972-untitled/
