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- [email protected]
Mobile no-8743082486
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