Phone-Call

Life's struggles
Are many…
Ordeals are
Heart-rending
Battles are
Never-ending
Life is a
War-zone.

When I get
Swept away
By life's
Troubles…
He's the anchor
I hold on to…
My friend
Of all times
Who's just
A phone-call away.

poem by Aparna Chatterjee
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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