The Poor Man

The Poor Man

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I wrote this Poem when I saw a poor man who walked up to me and begged for money. My heart melted looking at the way he looked and his attire which he carried by wearing torn clothes and seemed like he had not taken bath since ages. Thus, this poem describes my encounter with him.
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"18000000" he said making her eyes widen in horror. "But don't worry I will give you two options." He said softly as if he was talking to a child. "First, you pay me the money. Second, you get married to me." He knew her heart would break but this was the only way to make her stay with him, forever. Alisha and Aayansh were in love with each other but one day something happened and it forced Alisha to leave but now that she is back The Aayansh Malhotra would do anything to make her stay. (This is my first story on wattpad please give it atry and support me. )

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