this is a purely personal letter
Love
it was sad day
I have hardly seen
those happy nerves
my heart yarns for
I know the sciences of sadness
happiness too
whilst at 7th standard
I was cramming the English vocabulary
at hostel boys Bhatnagar Hall
I was cramming the economic botany
at my history class at 8th standard
when I got maximum marks
it was uncomfortable to the tutor too
Balwinder Kaur was not pleased to see
my higher marks at economic botany
but she loved me at heart
I really dont know
why I can not remain happy
without you
whilst I know
you have literally no time
for my hauty heart
Love
it was sad day
I have hardly seen
those happy nerves
my heart yarns for
I know the sciences of sadness
happiness too
whilst at 7th standard
I was cramming the English vocabulary
at hostel boys Bhatnagar Hall
I was cramming the economic botany
at my history class at 8th standard
when I got maximum marks
it was uncomfortable to the tutor too
Balwinder Kaur was not pleased to see
my higher marks at economic botany
but she loved me at heart
I really dont know
why I can not remain happy
without you
whilst I know
you have literally no time
for my hauty heart

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