Half hope half agony

Cupid’s arrow has pierced my soul,

Oh, it’s no more whole,

Bleeding on and off,

For your love, wearing off,

And yet methinks, of hope a ray,

Shines but flickers nay!

Am bemused utterly,

And pine for its pristine state forlornly.

It’s as if in half agony

And half hope unsteadily!

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Indeed, I need a helping hand to rise urgently

For my tired heart and soul not to perish imminently.

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@Pushmaotee Subrun        

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About Pushmaotee Subrun

Pushmaotee Fowdur Subrun was born in 1949 in Mauritius. She pursued higher studies in Delhi University where she graduated in English. For the past forty-four years she has worked in secondary schools, seven years of which she spent in Masvingo, Zimbabwe, teaching English in an army school. She completed her PGCE at the Mauritius Institute of Education in 1993. After her retirement, she was a member of the Council of the University of Mauritius for three years. She is currently a reader and editor in the Ministry of Arts and Culture. She has written one novel, one play and Short Stories and Fables. Her poems have featured in Setu Magazine, ‘Poetry and Creativity’ and in Atunis Poetry.

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