By iG Nik Rajput
Someone like this longing to sing,
You write, write, think, drowned.
Be that innocent question, you are a story.
You are a poem Are you forgotten? can’t,
That moment, you are a beautiful fantasy dream.
Which I can see even with open eyes,
You are crazy, you are the stars,
Even the light before which it fades.
There is such a tragedy, you are of every morning,
Waiting for the first sight, you are the eyelids.
But sitting is heaven, you are a garden.
You are a shower of happiness,
You are my love, you are my victory, you are of life,
You are my faith with me at every step.
You are luck, you are luck, you are in these hands.
You are the name written on the lines of