_*AS MY HEART COMMANDS MY PEN!*_

• Very often I put a pen to paper not because I have perfected the art of writing but solely because it's the medium, I suppose, that allows me to express myself in the most lonesome manner. I have you as a friend, I am content that I am a brother-like  friend. That in itself is an honour many men would irresistibly long for. I won't ask for more but if fate decides that I have it, it won't come as a surprise. It will only but create the impression that it's because I have always thanked Allah for what  is real that he also entrusts me with what seems a mirage. The world then becomes mean in my eyes simply because I have what kings desperately desire but unluckily lack.

   The lady is very captivating, so much so that I couldn't turn away, a human in possession of angelic characters. I am too mad to notice I am mad. I have lost my poor self to her. I am what a slave never can be. I am as stupid as the word stupid. I am a wanderer, an aimless one.

   She's such a nymph I am addicted to. The pain, the cure. The problem, the panacea. If possible, I would mount on the bird that has flown far beyond my reach.

    How do I settle against the unrequited love? How do I set my foot out of the prolonged shady journey?

   My world is filled with solitude in her absence, it's filled with uncertainty in her presence. My world is just her, only her. I am stuck in wild thoughts!

_Once in love, always in love!_

_My inamorata, I am your poor inamorato!_

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