The Illusion of Love
Beloved, you may be as all men
Only a transient
Of flickering flame set in loam of clay – I care not …since you kindle all my
With the immortal lustres of the day
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Beloved, you may be as all men
Only a transient
Of flickering flame set in loam of clay – I care not …since you kindle all my
With the immortal lustres of the day
Jo Dise So To Hai Nahin,
Hai So Kaha Na
Bin Dekhe Parteet Na Aave,
Kahe Na Koyee