The reason of my sorrow
Is my expectation.
The reason of my sorrow
...
The cause of my sorrow
Is my selfishness.
The cause of my sorrow
Is my own thinking.
...
Love is not lust
And hence
Not a crime.
But when you mean
...
I care not the Judas,
Not the Judas.
He is not there
To work with me
...
I asked you
To pluck me
At this time
Of my cries.
...
Though cold
And dark
The night, I
Hear no bark.
...
I live and I love,
I love and I live.
Living is loving
...
I love you, I love you,
And let me build
This world a better place
For you, I love you.
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