He is dead

He is dead

A Poem by Sathish Sash
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Pain of a weak heart

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He Followed her
In the nook and corner of places
She was the purest thing
That ever happen to him
Waited for hours
To see her for seconds
He was very much in love with her
Newton was right!!
She hated him
The exact opposite way
That he loved her
And now,
Newton is no more, He too either

© 2017 Sathish Sash


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Added on January 2, 2017
Last Updated on January 2, 2017
Tags: Love, Romance, Fantasy, Life

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Sathish Sash
Sathish Sash

Lahore, Punjab, PK, AL, Pakistan



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