For Love, This Year Is Not Good. Poem by Aditya Pratap Nayak

For love, this year is not good.

All seasons will go…
No one is there to bow…
Because I am a rotten Sutton wood

Someone has sharp eyes
Where I lost and died
Always I console my heart
How can I stay from her apart?
It will be raining… It will be raining…
Nowhere is the hood.
For love, this year is not good.

Freaky Freaky my nerves are
It needs a supporting bar
Uncontrolled steps of mine
I am out without wine
Need to see you at least once
But you are not giving any chance
It will be raining… It will be raining…
Why you are so rude?
For love, this year is not good.

Bhagwan… no more tease
She is only my paradise
She stays in my eye shadow
With her my life is like Lido
Return her to me at any cost
Without her my life will burst
Cottony cottony my feelings are
I desperately need her love and pyar
Her return will make me wise
I may die otherwise
It will be raining… It will be raining…
She is my shelter she is my food
For love, this year is not good.

N.B.: Eye shadow (The area bellow the eye)
Lido(A place where people go for fun)
Pyar (Love)
Sutton (old)