The Magic of Love
- Hashtag Kalakar
- Sep 10
- 1 min read
By Saranya Kehra
She danced in the sun,
he called her hun.
Time moved on,
his love grew obsessive.
She walked closer,
his gaze grew possessive.
But she was never his,
never meant to be.
For love is a wild creature,
and those who love
are often left defenseless.
By Saranya Kehra

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