From My Heart

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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I won't term you arrogant But it was instant Opinion held for you I think views were almost true I wanted to give And forgive Or reprieve As I still believed You had loved passionately Reacted nice and reasonably I still remember your nicety Always in mood and ready I felt so bad And remained sad You were never this before I felt so much and was sore You were unmoved And proved As hostile as enemy I cried before almighty I still believed That you lived With fear and pain I was so much worried and remained From my heart I never thought to part As you were precious and dear I still cry with pain and bear

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