I asked her to come near
And silently hear
But she had her own fears
She gently responded ‘dear’?
I wanted her to speak
Even with feeble voice or weak
I shall always stick
Even though chances are bleak
I shall politely say
But never go away
She must respond
Accept it gracefully and second
I am aware
That she simply dares
Opts for my beautiful company
That was longed by many
I know I am love bird
But always look forward
For kind heart and friendship
That is ideal way to board on ship
How many are lucky enough to sail thorough?
What makes them to feel true?
I wonder no one may answer honestly
It is never enjoyed by them really
I may sing a song
Beautiful one for not going wrong
I may be alone in this beautiful journey
Yes it is wonderfully created by almighty
What do I miss in garden?
Not fragrance with flowers even
But my own test for their lovely existence
Can I be not one among them even by chance?
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