Heart is a burden
For everybody
And heartlessness:
An adornment!
Heartlessness made you
Rich and distinguished
But heart made me
Depressed, despised
And forlorn....
This time winter came
So early and so harsh
she pierces
My dirty woollen clothes
Eventhough
My mind and heart is
Still awake!
premji premji
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