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Thursday, 18 December 2025

3327 Life itself what is (English poetry)


 

 

Without love, tell me, man what is?

Without you, tell me, life what is?

Why don’t you give your love to me?

Tell me truly, my fault what is?

Now darkness pleases me so much,

I’ve forgotten what light is.

If you also love me inside,

Then you know helplessness what is.

If you accept my love today,

Then I will know happiness what is.

By loving, you will someday know,

How painful this coldness is.

Love once and then tell me too,

What love is and suicide what is.

Love and then know dark night what is,

O ‘Geet’, in eyes what this wetness is.

3.44pm 18 Dec 2025

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