His Love, Her Play
Her hero never returned
Circle of Life
Old Man's Branch
I am a Prostitute, Sir !
A Mother's Wait
Life's a Rented Home
His Love, Her Play
Heart was empty so was her love
Promised a lot yet didn’t cared
One second he was his world
In other one, nobody!

He did everything for she ignored
Left the world for her yet she left him
All thing was secret so was her emotions
Still he cared, still he cries!

Day passes she became stone
Life was hell world shattered
Relations were gone family left behind
Yet he prayed for her!

One day she left for another one
In single second everything was up-down
He broke down couldn’t handle anymore
And remembering her face, he left the world!
© Oshit Kul Ratan,
книга «Uncanny Words of a Broken Heart».
Her hero never returned
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