Like pillar I was standing, hoping "you'll
Ask" but unkindly, you left me in chill.
X ! O Miss X ! I overheared then your name.
Meter of poem , you'd asked about it's game,
I'd made hard homework ; you didn't ask next day.
Do you know " let's be friends " I had to say.
How cruelly your "job" had lacked you time
And my "introvertness"; both foes of mine.
Kismet's poor..., I'm, O strange star,giving you
An eternal light; I'll always miss you.
Look, gentle lovely lass ! all lines' first letter.
-PAVAN KUMAR KARNA
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