Wait, wait for a while
Until my lips care to smile
Wait, wait for a while
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Who am I?
Am I just a flesh of despair on a plate of hopefulness?
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Love cries for man.
Man cries for pelf.
Pelf cries for power.
Power cries for vigour.
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Growing older is the shinning sun in the darkness but its spark cannot erase the absence of light
Growing older is the alluvion deposited by the flood of experience but its alluvium cannot protect the wash of sea against the shore
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I hate to love.
So, I love to hate.
I hate 'love'.
So, I love 'hate'.
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Everyone loves love; but how many can endure?
The ways of love are so many, we all must know.
From Fair love to the Sacred love; the Divine love to secure.
True Pure love, Impartial love can unconditionally glow.
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As ‘F’ Follows the Fortune so Far.
Gracious ‘G’ Goes to the Godlike ‘Sir’.
Gazing on his Garden to Give up the Grave.
‘G’ says – “Good bye and be brave! ”
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