He says, In your lovely eyes you have a combination of blue and grey, a pair of strong magnets, and a ton of sunshine smiles.
You have gait and posture of a Pine, movements of a classical dancer spontaneity as of waterfall and matching beauty of the nature.
I love to have your company. We may toss the world on our terms, rainbow will be around us can you hold my hand for life?
She says, You are a tall and handsome man, boiling with dazzling flamboyance, of all the stallions of the college you are old tortoise. Your father is a Plutus- god of wealth you fly in high branches. For Love’s sake please let me move in my rustic way.
She Keeps a Love to Nurture her Immature And a Vigor to Sacrifice the Fruits of Nature Her Dreams are Curtained Behind the Window Panes And Chained into Darkness with Teary Stains Her Audacity of Giving Birth to our Family
Away from the crowd She whispered her tale. To the cresting waves, To the frothy foam, To the flying seagulls, They knew her soul. They were waiting for her To wash her heart. She left the remains, She was carrying
Who said that dawn doesn’t know him? Yes … Who has said that? He is secreting night when the sunset flows to poem end ; the flute, which surrendered stealthily to the day song, it runs away from the maze