Love Displeasure
Come talk to me and say something,
Do not be angry with us.
Love is a moment, look at the four blissful ones,
You fill us today, love us,oh my dear,
Now you are my talk.
Hate whatsoever you do me,
In the same way I am in love with you,
Understand me make me talk you love too,
Fill in life joy of happiness.
Come talk to me and say something,
Do not be angry with us,
Copyright © Kishan Sharma | Year Posted 2017
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