MY LOVE FOR LORD KRISHNA

MY LOVE FOR LORD KRISHNA

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This is a poem where the poet which means me myself, is expressing how a devotee (Vaishnav) gets depressed and fail to get BELOVED KRISHNA and talks with HIM through writting a poem.
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Azar Dua Mir was fine with being a shadow everywhere. Nobody necessarily acknowledged his presence every time. He was a force of nature, calm and serene like the sea waves during sunset. While capable of devastating everything around him if provoked. He had a tough childhood, lives in a complicated joint family, yearns for affection, and is extremely ambitious for his future. Ambitious to not die in poverty. He never had anything easy in life. The ambition of a rich and powerful life was his single aim. Then he met- Ayesha Abadal. "She was a beautiful princess living in the dazzling tower-way out of my reach. I might be beneath her in status, power, and money but I was innately ambitious. And now... she is my ambition. Deedar hua jab unka pehli baar, ishq ki gehraiyan dekhi Bas khud se wada kar liya tha, Meri ankhri sanson mein sirf unka naam hoga." {from her first gaze, depth of love flared my interest. In my last breath, her name would be the last whisper on my lips} Ayesha Abadal was a complete package of all the colors of life. Vibrant like yellows, bubbly like pink, innocent like blue, strong like red, soft like lavender, and so on and on. Just like her never-resting thoughts and imaginations. She wasn't worried about the future, lived in the present moment, was a proud member of the BTS army, and was a filmy girl. She never had to face the hard knocks of life. "He was the manifestation of my every dream. He was the only man in my life who blessed me with beautiful promises and the agony of broken promises." Never been in love but has the confidence to cherish the feeling. Two people from different worlds are set up to build their perfect world. What happens when they realize their dream life is falling apart, will sparks fly once again? Will they realize that the love they've both forgotten is exactly what they need to survive?

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