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Why?????

Why think of someone, who does not think of you.....
Why think of something which is not meant to be yours....
Why keep hope where there is no ray of hope....
Why wait for someone when that someone is waiting for someone else......
Why worry about future when next moment is unknown......
Why help someone who does not need help......
Why cry for someone when that one mocks your tears......
Why love the one who does not know how to truly love one.....
Why fear of losing when your heart is already lost to someone......
Why this and Why that,
When you can stop asking why!!!!!

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Sainathan said…
Some changes to add rhyme in ur poem..

Why think of someone , who does not think of you..
why think of something which is not meant for you..
Why keep hope when there is no ray of hope..
Why wait for someone who is not waiting for you..
Why worry about the future.. the future which is unknown..
Why help that someone whose help we seldom know..
Why shed many tears and cry for an unloving soul..
Why be scared of losing the heart which is lost all the more..
Why wonder the whys .. the whys which create the whole..
December 30, 2010 at 10:54 PM
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