Dying To Touch
She never thought why have I wanted to be a good man?
I want to do a better so I can prove I am her lovely fan.
She never thought: she has rejection of my nature,
I love her because I want to improve my future.
What are her nature, what and how she liked to do?
I work to find out my life wants to get through.
It is a matter of heart that he likes and rejects,
It is a matter of eyes that they rejects and selects.
If I am annoyed when someone goes to tease her,
If I am waiting for her when she goes a little far.
Few things happen suddenly I am trying to understand,
What human has different why he likes a special brand?
Something is missing from us that we have a fight.
We are learning to decide who is wrong and right?
Waves are coming and dying to touch a shore,
She likes cooperate but what is in your lore?
Copyright © Daljit Khankhana | Year Posted 2005
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