Life Is Not 'the End'
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I place my heart,
In her warm bossom,
And I only wish,
To caress her,
Forget my days,
Plainly whitewashed,
Locked in life,
Live in her living.
Her gorgeous image invades,
The barren heartland I breathe.
Exactly where we are?
Neither She is aware,
Not I as well.
But there is She,
And there is me.
The question should remain,
Meanwhile our love must sustain.
Dedicated to the days I will live in her.
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar
Dated: 26/06/2018
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