The fate paved the way
That we met each other
Fate made us more closer
We got to know each another.
Deeper each day.
Closer every day.
Love bloomed like a red rose
As we have envisaged
Love bound us more stronger
Intimately
As we have envisioned.
We prospected things together
Pondered what else we could search
And love has burgeoned stronger
We incarnate a tale of forever.
Then approached the dark, stormy days
We altercate
We fight loudly
Love was whacked by hate.
But we both came to senses
We can't be whacked by dignity
And by space
We can't stand being apart
Because we are bound by the string of fate, love and no shattered heart.
Simran Jolly
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The Bleeding Rose
PoetryThis book is generally based on a girl who had endured a lot of pangs all through love, obsession, shattered heart and obviously by an adrifted amour. And all these concepts or ideas written by author's vivid imagination and fascinations towards poe...
