By
Santosh Kumar Pokhrel
From my soul let her go
May she be a noble one
May she my soul reign
Or I doubly die forlorn
Why unmask her then?
I unmask her for a change
Did woo; to wonder gain
She was found woman strange
Though; did I not do disdain.
She was nice profiled as seen
Her heart did bell ego
When I knew she won’t take in
From my soul let her go!
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