With Her Rise
Ringing well of a temple
Emerging sun far in the east
Shadow of golden rays
On the mirror of flowing river
Those all thing spread beauty
And a melodious tune
And show alive portrait
And give vision to move with dream
What you feel about her eyes
She do wake up with the rise
And golden rays touch her lips
And spread love with this immortal kiss
Her natural beauty spread love only
Prosperity is also touch the life
When you do love with her rise
Copyright © Anurag Sharma | Year Posted 2017
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