Love (3)
Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back,
Guilty of dust and sin.
But quick-eyed Love,
If you were my rose, then I'd be your sun,
painting your rainbows when the rains come.
This feeling inside, I cannot hide.
This feeling inside, I can't deny.
It seemed like a good idea at the time,
But looking back now I cringe just a little.
coffee is
all well
and good
A sparkling flame uploading your name
I had no time for a foolish game
<First Love
I ne'er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet.
Her face it bloomed like
Aaj fir humari nazare mili
Vo mujhe dekhkar muskurane lagi
Uske hotho ki hasi muj
I've hunted near, I've hunted far
I even looked inside my car.
I've lost my glass
Leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet
as l inhale the air that smells so sweet
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