Broken Bell

Oh My Freind , I call you a Bell , I knocked your door , with my heart and its cell You open once a while and banged several times, Why than I hurry , to call you but can never bury You smile a while but keep me as trial I think you are mine, A jewel or a shine Feel a pleasure in your sight Am I just an option in your life ? Oh friend tell me how should I survive ? Again knocking , seems so shocking should I stop or just keep walking Holding your hand can face all trackings..... Tell me My friend where am I lacking Calling you a bell, thinking you're my shell Dear can I be your pearl OR This relation should be called JUST a BROKEN BELL