Too Late
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How deep you excavate,
neither Adam was late,
nor Eve was late.
Love has no alternate.
May be it was premature,
but nature didn't took it much otherwise.
What was done by Adam and Eve,
was the fate ultimate.
Why do you hate?
I'll not let you die in hates,
I have power of love
that can close the gates,
for the Angel of Death.
I shall tell him,
go back,
don't you know,
Love is God,
and God is love,
I am yet to love,
I am yet to be loved,
love is our fate.
Man can not die in hates.
May be today,
may be tomorrow,
may be day after tomorrow,
but,
man will have to recollect
the lost love,
it's not dead,
it's still alive.
Forget the past,
Let us start a new affair.
Sweethearts!
You are too late!
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