All is not lost,
I still like you, the most
This time is like twilight,
And 'tis sure there will be light
You are lifting me to great height,
Even greater than my sight
What! If a little is lost,
My passions still have a host
Nothing to be asked
Naught to be told
May be I, a fading ghost
But my passion'll never grow old
Cause I still like you the most
Nothing is lost,
Till I like you, the most
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Persistence of Optimism (Editing)
PoetryIm an optimist. And seriously being that has helped me never to lose myself.I have God gifted ability to express my thoughts and feelings(though I believe feelings can never be explained) in a admirable manner. So, I decided and finally got this pla...
