Sentiment

Just when the dog dug its nose
In frantic search for food
Deep into the garbage,
I saw a luring cleavage.
But it didn't mend my wounds.
Just when I saw the caged bird
Giving the sky a moist look,
I saw her hazel hair
Flying in the air,
But it didn't soothe my heart.
They don't heal anymore
Me and my damned sentiment!

poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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