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He trudged beside me today,
His eyes deceiving his gait.
He seemed to have lost it all,
And yet had faith in fate.
I asked, 'What do you seek,
And why do you thus wander?'
He smiled for but a second,
Then froze as if to ponder.
'I dined with Kings,' said he
'And fought alongside knights.
I've been the very kernel of,
Many a chivalrous sights.'
'I've seen it all,' he spake,
'And had it all and lost it too.
Yet the one thing, I never knew,
Was love; pure, eternal, true.'
'And one day I saw those eyes,
I knew she was the one for me.
But foolishly futile as I was,
I measured love in currency.'
'I knew not love knows no money,
No success, no pride, no fame.
Love dwells in hearts of those,
Who give up eternity in it's name.'
'Before she left me, she said,
"No one could ever love you.
You have everything, but a heart,
That my dear, God didn't give you."
'So here I am, and thus I roam,
From every shrine to shrine.
And pray to Him every second,
To grant me a heart of mine...'
- Author: Chirag Mehta, 29 Mar. 2000.
- This text is copyrighted to Chirag Mehta, 2000.
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