Yet the Will Is

Anu; I think- Give you a kiss- Maybe I'm leaving, Corona's gradual revolt- The procession on the other side is mine In time message- Waiting for the eternal journey. My endless night of rest Tulsi agar sandalwood juice Will be hidden- In the shadows under the shadows, The scent of your bunch of yellow flowers. Anu is crying for you All the veins and sub-veins carrying the juice of affection are trembling When i think-- Nature will create the widow butterfly Anu'll lose warm sleep in the cold Whose heart is hidden- The chirping of birds in the morning The scent of new crops, Numerous dormant particles. Anu is not a minor today- Inside him are countless waves of disobedient love Flows without guilt- Neuron fresh juice Time's lips kiss the Anu too, Just like me And explodes in Leela in a pink hue Sometimes it spreads like a white flower, Flashes lightning- The soul feels the soul. Anu may be going to an unknown destination Corona's gradual revolt- Maybe no more kissing- Now only daytime noon morning night Sadly waiting R- Fear of the cheat corona's violent claws, The water of tears ran away Still wish- I kiss you, Anu ..