I don’t know who
The hell is your,
Angel, well wisher,
Guide or some broker.
Who is misleading you,
Who is dominating you.
My intuition never fails,
Yes, I know, I know,
It can’t be you, never you,
You can never be so rude,
You can never be so stubborn,
Atleast to me, to our love.
Oh! You silly woman,
You don’t have to trust me,
And you don’t have to trust any,
For the love in me,
Will storm in pain,
A pain which you cannot bare.
Oh! My Goddess of love,
You don’t need to ask anyone,
Or a guide to understand me.
Touch your pious heart,
And listen to the voice inner,
It’s me and it can only be me.
Dedicated to the Mystery Girl
Thala Abhimanyu Kumar
Dated: 17/03/2019
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