They said he came to this world,
With his story already written.
A line for luck , heart, life, even wife.
All sketched on his palms,
But he had loved and left many with no qualms.
Destiny was his new girl,
Smitten by love, he had forgotten,
She was a woman,
Like any other, he should not trust.
So when she left his hands, he smiled n said-
“ I always knew I was on my own,
With time love does grow old,
And I mock the fate of the man ,
Whose hands you now hold”...
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