Smile come’s down to my face,
When I see you, playing with fire O moth,
I know the consequence of such action but,
you are engrossed in your lover reaction.
When you don’t see her you lose your-self,
you go beyond this world but still you could not rest,
again a new hope rises from the east,
O Meet, I am for her and I will never retreat.
~Meet
Love is a mirror with which lover’s see each other,
If there is no love they hardly bear each other.
Love is a fire which make two heart dance,
if there is no love then there is no second chance.
Love is a path which make journey cipher,
if there is no love then its hard to decipher.
Love is a language which lover convey’s,
if there is no love they find their way’s.
Love is a passion which burns all bridges,
if there is no love O meet, everything becomes rigid.
~ Meet
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