I abandoned myself in Quest of Love,

My happiness, My Self, were all squandered and gone..

The Melancholic Heart gave up sporadically,

But the perseverant emotions held on firmly.

Those incessant fights went on ceaselessly,

I kept loosing myself in the spree of his mercy.

My feelings were dependent, my hopes astray,

How will I clinch you to my heart,if I forfeit myself away.

I’ll gently pick up my Soul and heal the oozing pain,

For no longer I am your Slave and will free the abandoned joie de vivre.


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Written by Shweta Malhotra

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