May be it is coincidence
To think of her presence
At an early morning hour
I find this article to read her
Well, I am awake too
The feeling is not faked
I swear it to be true
I have really fallen through
Love is universal
I welcome her arrival
With true feelings and bond
She is always there to be found
I am be back to sleep
But with some of the thoughts to keep
Shall I be ever to her?
This question pertinently bothers
No doubt she has always conceded
To the real love and added
Real fragrance with flower’s touch
I always go down in her love as such
Lovely poem of love Ben Kingsley6 minutes ago Well worded and deep thank you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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