u meet a girl
u fall for her
u utter the three words
and accept her
u welcome her
u do everything her
u become a sponge
u become a pressure cooker
but u still like her
then comes a day
u know she betrayed
u now know what happened
and how it happened
then u realize what your decision was
and then again utter another three words
and go on to find a new one
then someone remarks who listens
'go on my boy this is life'
and then u wonder if it really is
and then u realise what really it is? ?
life ahhh a real mystery
Discovering love...discovering life...good script on a love journey performed...thanks Aryan...10
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I would like to translate this poem
Love is not love in returning it for love The real love lies in loving who hates you. CP