By Nik Rajput
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Even the ocean kept laughing at my desolations.
There was a heart that wept with tears of blood.
The season of love was also very kind
Who kept on attacking me everyday.
Life was troubled by our antics
Still, I kept on fighting hard.
People kept giving advice after seeing my condition
I was jealous of my ruin.
Holding myself till the end and
He waited for his death every day.