Love Never Dies


Shakespeare's sonnet
         
         Love never dies
Yes, he meant nothing to me
The moment he left me for her
Honesty was absent in my lover
I thought to bring an end to "we"

I called him one night to meet
In the pretext of favouring him
Lured by offer he couldn't resist
Out of dark i came in his sight

I took hold of a sharp knife
I pierced deep into his heart
Not once but three four times
Till i saw my love came to halt

Next moment, it was the same knife
I pierced into my heart till i cried aloud his name with love

Kalpana's imagination

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