She who is always in my thoughts prefers
Another man, and does not think of me.
Yet he seeks for another's love, not hers;
And some poor girl is grieving for my sake.
Why then, the Devil take
Both her and him; and love; and her; and me.
By Bhartrhari
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Poetry 101
PoetryThis is a collection of poems for fellow poetry lovers. (I didn't write any of these)
