Three Promises..... Poem by Rahul Kachhi

First- How much time spent with you becomes cute,
The mind repeatedly repeats this matter,
Why, the time does not stop here,
Some precious moments of life,
Let us also give our life does not seem to be
Useless.

Second-Never know -from us
If you become stubborn, then yaara second moment.
Apologize because your we feel weird.
Be hanged
If the whole world becomes crooked then no
Problem,
Only get your true love,
Not less than heavenfor us.

Three- creating a life is a conspiracy,
The rain is coming from the eyes,
Sense is waiting to stop,
You come to me for a moment,
This is all i want to meet,
The last aspiration.