© Vinay Kumar Vaidya,
(vinayvaidya111@gmail.com)
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When you are deprived of love, -2.
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When you are deprived of love,
Within and without,
You are no more alive,
But then again,
You are neither dead!
Lying on the thin line,
Between the life and death,
And passing through,
The pangs of agony and pain,
Of the sufferings in vain,
When you cast a glance,
Over the fact,
Why you were deprived of love,
Within and without,
Why you were denied the Love,
And why you denied the Love,
Within and without,
You at once realize,
That you were,
Scared of love.
You at once realize,
You were not ready,
Nor willing,
To pay the price of love,
In terms of tears,
That you will have to pay,
Though love was priceless a gift,
That you could and would give,
To yourself.
And you just shrank away,
From paying the same!
When you cast a glance,
Over this simple fact,
The spark at once returns,
And brings you back,
At the threshold of the treasure,
That you never lost,
Nor could have.
While you felt,
You were deprived of love.
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(vinayvaidya111@gmail.com)
--
When you are deprived of love, -2.
--
When you are deprived of love,
Within and without,
You are no more alive,
But then again,
You are neither dead!
Lying on the thin line,
Between the life and death,
And passing through,
The pangs of agony and pain,
Of the sufferings in vain,
When you cast a glance,
Over the fact,
Why you were deprived of love,
Within and without,
Why you were denied the Love,
And why you denied the Love,
Within and without,
You at once realize,
That you were,
Scared of love.
You at once realize,
You were not ready,
Nor willing,
To pay the price of love,
In terms of tears,
That you will have to pay,
Though love was priceless a gift,
That you could and would give,
To yourself.
And you just shrank away,
From paying the same!
When you cast a glance,
Over this simple fact,
The spark at once returns,
And brings you back,
At the threshold of the treasure,
That you never lost,
Nor could have.
While you felt,
You were deprived of love.
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