Try, Try

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I was caught unaware Those eyes were very far I had not perceived love concept But my heart went ahead and kept She was my first contact in literary world She offered no response but remained cold “You will not ask anything unreasonable” I gave assurance to be reasonable person From then she is in close contact First as guide and philosopher in fact She will come daily morning on line I was inching close to her to feel fine We may talk for hours On any subject right from poetry to tours She may confide me to her heart It had made little rupture for me to start I may make her to fall in my line She may brush off some of the love angles But yes she too realized it was developing We were knee deep in love and eloping So much water had flowed thereafter She was swept away by cruel waves I lost single hope of getting her again It was terrible and unbearable pain I heard my cuckoo on branch Same melody and same touch She was singing with same tone The smile returned on my face once again “I do not want to loose” I told firmly “I too my dearest love” she asserted wryly She was coming out from past shock I had lot more for her in stock Will I ever cross seven high seas? Will that take place in any case? I dream and find her always near by Her heart whispers in my ears “try, try”

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