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Thursday, 27 August 2026

3577 The language of love(English poetry)


Hindi version 2565

Punjabi version 3578

He gave me pain, yet called me heartless too,

He called my love a debt, though it was not true.

He knows not how to give or take a heart,

He called my love a loss, a mistake.

I gave my heart; love made me bend,

He took my love as a duty to attend.

I sent him a letter, a message of love,

He took it as a property deed, not love.

He knows not love’s rules or ways,

Love happened; he called it a case.

3.54pm 27 Aug 2026

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