Listen My Talk

I am struggling to find out Real rise which give me right way May be while my walk I will touch real rise on the way Every dream of upcoming rise And a wake up with smooth touch With the melodious smile of her Who is she I never yet seen? My dream of love yet unseen I know life is not a bed of flower Desert of heart need love shower May be one day she come in life With the dream of true rise I am waiting for her fall May be god listen my talk? Poet- anurag sharma DG-1 flat no 27 B first floor Vikas puri new delhi-110018 Email- draditiadi@rediffmail.com Mobile no-8743082486