Motive short poem

Uploaded by Kamal Jeet

My aim was not to visit,
Any house or human.
My motive was not to flirt;
My objective was to win.
I always remember this;
When I start.
My aim was to locate love;
Inside of hearts.
When love is in prosperity;
When love is in honesty.
Then what is need of crafty?
Why play smart?
I always remember this;
When I start.

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