He met her, when the wind was cold.
They loved each other, as he told.
She was fair, with black-brown eyes.
Life is a poor affair without love, he then realized.
They lived in a beautiful world with happiness surround,
He kissed her every moment when she was around.
So, He was the luckiest man till date;
with a fate line anyone would hate.
No, He said... with eyes frozen,
You can call it life without life and my heart is broken.
She betrayed me on fine sunny day, when I was on my way.
She was smiling looking up in the sun,
She Died, when she was young.
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