There were cries all around
Laments of a young life
Soon taken,by her very own hands
This all,in the name of love
He destabilized his health
The kidney he donated
To his dying sweetheart
Years now in his deathbed
Proud to go the same way
This is the power of love
The mature eyes are wet
Madam can believe not
A divorce on the brink
No breath to even blink
Is this a dream
The normally harsh madam on her knees?
In love there is no heavyweight
Every whisper that you deliver
Of the three sweet words
The smiles,hugs and kisses
How much they impact
Can't be measured in any unit.
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