Lost Love
By Harleen Kaur
For the sake of attachment,
I am enslaved with detachment
My soul is breaking into pieces
But your love never increases
Poor me in search of; vintage love
How could I expect someone to be as loyal as a dove?
Now that I am being hurt
A kind of emotional alert!
Will enlighten myself with an “aura of light”
To shine as a star; so beautiful and bright.
By Harleen Kaur

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