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    Incidental Accident

    Love is an accident,
    That remains like an forever incident.
    Not possible to forget,
    But possible to regain again and again.
    It is impossible to say that when, how, with whom one fall in love,
    What can be recognised is only the feelings of heart.
    All time loved ones are not near,
    What is near is the memories of dear.
    As we know that treasure is in minds,
    We have to search and find.
    Perfect love completes only then,
    When there is one to say that I am always with you to stay.
    ©koyenasarkar