So far your journey is going through garden of thorns. It takes time to bloom like a flower O meet, make patience your virtue and one day you will bring charm to this garden. If I become flower in this journey O my friend, pluck me out and give to the one whom I love.
O meet, you talk to other’s & laugh with other’s,
But in your mind and heart she is always there.
It’s like a mother who is busy in her chores,
but in her mind and heart a child is always there.
What can we say? What can we say?
You gave up everything away. You gave up everything away.
There are other 10 door’s for you listen O meet,
But all we can see your mind & soul always attached to the one.