My Heart - Poem by Devendra Kumar
O; dear heart
Why htou sing sad song
The was not true
It was purely wrong
Stop thinking about her
She is now far away
After making your world gloomy
She hath taken the last ray.
O; dear heart thou are so immature
You can realise reality
That she was not yours
And now rise and be happy not be sorry
She will always live in your memory.
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