Fate recalls a face remained unnoticed time ago.

Loose threads of memories stitch up the past and mellow.

But I know not when they wove the naughty knots of love

that adorn this rag – now wakes with an embroidered glow.

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About Rahul Aithal

I am from Mumbai, India. Composing poems gives me immense pleasure. Few poetic sites I write on are -,, and, recently Avant-Garde-Writer's Haven (on Facebook). You could browse my other writes on my private blog, I am glad to have joined this site, thanks to Louis. I hope to add value and get the group going.

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