He was enamored by her first sight,
And so was she.
But they were stopped by a plight,
So, they shared letters,
Expressing promises of love and amity.
However, vile were those letters, vile were those promises.
For the world had stood in between, burning with enmity.
Like a gush of wind,
He had escaped away.
But, she couldn't.
For the little life growing in her, had obstructed her way!
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Warts For All
PoetryThis book contains poetries mostly related to tragedy, which I have written in the most random times, when penning down poetries would possibly be the last thing one would think of. So I never thought of letting those out to the world. Nonetheless...
