Don’t go away little love!
Don’t leave everything!
Listen here!
Stay here!
Be you such!
Just like pure thoughts.
I don’t want to be your heartbeat!
I don’t want to hold you!
I don’t want to be reason of your hands shaking
I don’t want to be your reason!
Never say me the reason of your anything.
Don’t allow me fall down,
Don’t allow me losing hope,
Just forget me.
Be blessed doing that…
Come true,
Be a real man.
Be true like real dream
And never say,
I need you to see.
This is my last & final Warning
To you what I mean.
# Threat Poem
Albatross 
even the ancient Greeks knew there were at least 8 kinds of love. Unfortunately we often mix up Philia with Eros due to our ignorance, resulting in Mania!
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Love, the word itself is very rich.It must have huge colour.I also face different types of love.To me love should have that freedom to express in its own way/colour. Thanks Amit.
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you are welcome! best of luck with more writing!
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