Real Value

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Who has made me sleepless? Who has taken away all my happiness? Why have I changed a lot? What in turn have I got? Lies, deception all were for me It has made me prisoner and not free I wanted to fly in fresh air Does it look to you as very fair? I am bodily broken Confidence has shattered and mentally shaken I have not enough courage to stand? Are we still very much close and friend? I want to make it as reality? Love can be made and look super quality There is fair chance of being loved Put in confidence and show that you have believed There won't be any use If I shun the eyes and refuse To accept her real message That can remain with me till last age I did underestimate the real value I failed to grasp and need to view Why did I look at and care for outer show? Why did I hurry so much and not allow her to grow? Love can't be one sided It can't be one side decided Fair chance is to be afforded to seek her opinion Before she is entering holy alliance for becoming companion Love hinges on delicate thread In hunger it is chosen as bread Gives sweetness as you chew more So praise her and always adore You may suffer more as consequence If missed it inadvertently in life at once It may not knock often even if desired Memory may invade at later stage even when you are retired

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