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For Her

a poem by Kalpaka

He came in her life,
filled her with happiness,
and then went alive.
Making her dead for him for ever
is this what a lovers prize?
Pity on him for not understanding
her love for him.
Good for her for realizing this fast.
This is a line just from me:
don’t ever love or trust anyone
because you know in this weary world
no-one knows to love someone.