Ill fate
Love can be desire
So admire
It from heart
And consider yourself to be part
It is your frustration
That prevents you to have relation
And it is not materializing
Despite hard trying
You tried to come near
With fear
That it may be turned down
The apprehension was your own
The things might have turned in your favor
And you might have not felt sore
It was an opportunity to go and avail chance
But it was missed chance
You will hate now
As it was ill fate
That it did not come true
And ordeal you have to pass through
You will hate now As it was ill fate That it did not come true And ordeal you have to pass through
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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