Your charming physique uncultivated
Barbaric smell of ‘mahul' still remains
In the evening age like the neap tide,
The choppy mind-ocean becomes restless.
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Love is the rays of hope That enlightens the spirit Love is the dream of heavenly breathes That blooms the bud of joy Love is the power That breaks the coy of heart It is the love That entices to conquer all obstacles...
Still I fidget for yours flirtatious To quench my foul wish in defaced disgrace.....wow superb... lover there is waiting for the graceful heart to be super union