Datum of Love
Under the silence of my
Troubled soul,
She remained my
Datum of love.
I don't know how it happens,
That you meet the one you love,
She brings you down,
The one who salvages you
Isn't the one!
The one who heals you,
Circumstances don't permit.
In all that success and pomp,
In my depths
I was a troubled child,
Searching for a mother figure.
The peaceful man is one
Who has known
The datum of love.
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