• msushil 10w

    I feel the love:
    I am like that puissant Sun,
    I am like that staunchest lover,
    who burns himself
    in the daytime,
    but never ever comes
    to her front.
    Following the order of her hatred,
    I never come.
    Developing achulophobia,
    I hide and see her swell beauty in the bosom of sky.
    Yes, she is the moon,
    for whom I am accursed.
    Yes, she is the moon,
    for whom I am a persona non grata.
    Is this love,
    is this love when
    the darkness taunts me,
    I whisper that
    I have embraced achulophobia
    because of love,
    I feel the love in her hatred,
    I feel the love in her rejection?

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