We met at church
You were a priest
I'm a maiden
Our paths meet
You were handsome
But looks strict
Amidst all this
You're liked by many
But I was different
Despite your looks
I was indifferent
I didn't like you
One day we met
You helped me
Then gradually
We became closer
You were kind
You were nice
And I felt joy
Seeing this side of you
Time flies
You said you like me
Then I told you
I like you too
But our love was wrong
A violation of a rule
So we cut ties
Leave each other's side.
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Of Flowers That Withstand Storms
PoetryA book that tackles human experiences, behaviour, ideas and sentiments and expresses it through poetry and creative writing.
