Tuesday 9 June 2015

It Hurts Me

It hurts me deeply
When I find you in other's arm
Spite of what I gave you fully
My love-my life's soul

It hurts me breaking my heart
When you deceive me
Spite of giving my body part
One by one to you

It hurts me thoroughly
When I come to know
That you killed me undoubtedly
Before I suspected you

It hurts me fiercely
When someone talks about
Women's softness in briefly
Comparing with flowers

It hurts me fully
When women show their love
In fact they are not actually
Yet they are given love

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