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Sep 2016
Yes, I am the unlucky young man,
One true lover fabled about widely,
I'm the one who loves you forever,
Surely I'm not achieving anything,
Loving you is just like idol worshiping,
I pray you come to life sometimes,
Especially in the moments of heat,
In the days of loneliness and passion.

But just like idol worshiping it's vain,
As you don't come any lonely times,
Now I know why idol worshiping is bad,
Loving you is much like self-harming,
Surely I must change my mental makeup,
For I'm the one who suffers in this,
One stupid lover pointlessly loving you,
Yes, I know that I should change.

But the question is whether you are another failure of mine.
HP Poem #1148
©Atul Kaushal
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Àŧùl  33/M/Kàrnál - Hàryáņá - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Kàrnál - Hàryáņá - Bháràŧ)   
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