the pain of being hated badly by someone
nor did you had any scolds or the feeling emptiness.
Fool was I to make you understand,
the value of love, the value of trust
And the value of a good fertile land.
The past four years was like never ending spring,
with blossom of flowers and chirping of birds
I too was a very happy human-being.
Distance from you was more than thousand mile,
but that didn’t bothered to love you
and I was even ready to cross the river Nile.
I crossed the river and searched for you,
but came to know later that
You left the country in search of cities, which were clean and very new.
I stayed in the old village and never tried to search more,
with a single hope of getting her back
I find myself helpless and always sitting on the sea shore.
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