How Is This Love Yours
When you live separately,since then,
heartache does not happen, my low.
Without you,without your love.
What do I do now?
How to leave your addition,
no one will tell it now,
Will not or will not be true now.
It's my love to you that I love you.
Eyes See your way,
mind think of your wish,
Where is the consciousness lost,
there is a restlessness here.
Without you, without your love.
Copyright © Kishan Sharma | Year Posted 2018
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