and to my heart never to grieve.
My soul knows you for thousands of years,
Parting will be with bitter tears.
I thought we were twin flame,
Didn’t know it was universe’s game.
Burned alone from the fire,
A game played out of desire.
In this life’s course,
Meeting you was my curse,
Is it a play of this universe?
Should've known, for a good rehearse.
A scar on my soul, that will remain,
for all the births of mine,
As if my soul was cursed,
The death, died, witnessing me dead.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
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