life isn't smooth, it is forth strained
till the last breathe, she'd have wished for him to remain
behold, the soul is too gentle,
so, why God! ... you let it shatter this way...
if thee wern't made for each other,
pray! why did they ever meet...
if was their love so mild, why did it fade...
Ahem! ! if true love never pays,
I hear the love birds sigh!
They sing, 'cries a girl, with a throbbing heart,
still awaits her lover
.and say, her love never dies'! ! ! ♥ ♥ ♥
so beautiful very touching it is painful but never let you leave reading it you just want to know more and more just great and brilliant piece thanks for sharing it love, payal
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O Swechha, my daughter, you are really a great creator. do write more. I invite you to read my poems and express your feeling please.