All It Happened To Me. - Poem by Victor Kiran
All it happened to me,
to the person like me,
who practised to be cheerful,
world started appearing beautiful(Madhuryam) .
When the world around seemed to be ugly,
I was alive, but
when the world started appearing beautiful,
I am no more, coz
the beauty(Madhuri) is not mine.
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