It is tragic and a pity to
witness,
Even in the sight of preface,
A budding love falls as a
prey
To the scorching eyes of the
spies,
And withers as dues under the
sun.
Yet, it does not deter the
spring of new lovers
An aborting lady has a solace
That she is not infertile.
02.05.2002
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