The Lost Love By Ankita Verma Poem by ankita verma
The Lost Love By Ankita Verma
O great misery! hold me, if u can,
melancholy raises in my heart.
I lost my dearest,
suffering great, but everlasting,
she will be never back, as i known;
Life like burden with breath.
the unavoidable moment come,
and take me as her part;
Therefore, how long, new birth
will be there and we met soon;
Very deep n touching but hope n confidence is reassuring very nice
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Lost but not end.......... -Ankit Verma