Morted Love| English Poem| Feelings| Eshwar Goud

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the partner being in-sight,
the world together is a small opponent,
but if the same is miles apart,
we become so meek and effete...

belief murdered by wickedness,
and love being burnt alive,
life soaked in sadness,
with the blow from the jive....

agreeing that mistake being mine,
to believe blindly that lady canine..
over my love,it chose some rich-ass swine,
leaving me this pain and lesson to take in....

so here i am with these words,
coming from the depth of my heart...
love stayin away from your worlds,
makes you no better than a rotten mort...