Of the moment, we first met…

It was from then, when,

My mind dream, I let.

It was you who first,

Came and talked to me,

It was you who made,

My mind dream free.

Oh why ever did you,

Make my hopes grow stronger,

When you knew you would

Not fulfill them any longer?

You are the cause of,

My sad broken heart today,

Never will I ever now,

Fall as anyone’s prey.

This strange behavior of yours,

Emotionally, has made me strong,

Thanks to you, I now henceforth,

Won’t make friends and do wrong.

Don’t you mistake me,

My emotions as my weakness,

When they are the one that now,

Have become one of my assets.

Surely one day you will,

Also fall as someone’s prey,

This is a curse of a poor broken heart,

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-composed by-

mukta.