Forget Your Language Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Forget your language,
My dear girl and follow me,
You have arrived at right time.

I am here to make you open
Phase-wise at every stage
Like the sky.
The sky is there
That smile at us,
Thinking how fool we are,
While searching what are there.

My dear girl, I have
Forgotten your qualification,
And I have got you here
Only in my hidden camera.
My sweet, come and see
How I am here torturing myself
Thinking so many things at a time.

I have forgotten myself
Thinking about you only,
My dear girl, see, see me,
I am enjoying life
In my mourning.