She In Real

I am waiting for immortal rain Which do a futile fall And desert of heart turn in oasis And grow flower and spread fragrance While holy fragrance touch the nose While the heart create real art While real light do new wonder While she appear from the paradise Why my heart work on lies Why my heart never view real dream But the dream goes alive And I will view she in real Nature say she is alive And ready to do appear in life Just keep concentrations on your work ship Defiantly flower of true love touch the life Poet- anurag sharma DG-1 flat no 27 B first floor Vikas puri new delhi-110018 Email- draditiadi@rediffmail.com Mobile no-8743082486