The Scent Is In the Winds Scattered Thy
The scent is in the winds,scattered thy.
Intoxicated I started myself.
I thought I should tell you.
Which started in my heart now.
The scent is in the winds, scattered thy.
Intoxication I started myself.
I am now loving your laughs.
I Accept every one in you.
Anger is your love filled.
Your love climbed on my head.
Whatever luck it might be written now.
I'll be on your forever.
In your eyes are your fun,
I started convincing now.
I thought I should tell you.
Which started in my heart now.
Copyright © Kishan Sharma | Year Posted 2018
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