Oh My Darling- Can You Listen To Me

Oh My Darling  Can You Listen To Me short poem

Uploaded by Laxmi Dhoolashetti

Oh my dear best friend, Don’t run away from me
please, come back,

I believe that, you are best in this crazy world,
As none can compete with you,
You are faster of the fastest, And the genius of geniuses,
That nobody can ever imagine of,
You are so lovely , when you have a self-control,
You are so rude enough, when you are in anger,

Without you, I am nothing,
When you are with me, I feel perfect,
I can’t express about you either in words or by feelings, What you mean to me
You are so special to me, Love you a lot dear,
My kind request to you, Never ever try to stay away from me,
Please be with me forever in my life as my everything- “My breath – My concentration – My Mind”

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