I have forgotten her face once I loved.
I have forgotten her name once I recited in dream.
I have forgotten her love once I got mad for,
forgotten all meat, all fish, all sweets and all cream.

What is love then when it's lost forever?
What is life then when it's frost forever?

Sayeed Abubakar

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