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My pen hovers over a blank page
As red ink drips from my wounded heart;
The pain has been stirred by some senseless word,
Now my loneliness awakes with a start
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7/26/2025 11:13:47 AM # 1.0.0
How much must a heart invest in love Before it receives a dividend? To reach its goal, it pays a hefty toll, And yet, the journey seems to have no end I think it's not the quantity, it's quality that brings dividends. Just a moment in true love may bring the happiness and peace that the poetess desires. It's one of the best poems I have ever read on love and life.
Your comment reveals keen insight into the writer's mind. Thank you, Akhtar, for these welcome and appreciated words.