Hope

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Disturbed mind with sleepless nights, She was strong, when I met her. She was so adorable, In the ways she managed life. I used to observe her, With curiosity and interest. She was pretty in her acts, Deadly mysterious in her looks. I liked the way she bunned her hair, It was so easy and beautiful. She was confident and radiant, In her approach and settlement. She was bold enough to start, Be it a conversation or her heart. She has full of life, Be it good or results in bad. True, she no more loves me, No more wants me, No longer reads me. No more remembers me. True, I am angry now, Filled with wrath, But I know, I know, I can't be angry too longer. I can only hope, I can only believe, One day she returns, To this man who is alone. Thala Abhimanyu Kumar Dated: 08/06/2019

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