A Beautiful Thought Poem by KuNaL agarwal

Often the thought comes to my mind,
may be a love of a kind;
most of the time swaps me,
from the world of anxoiousness to see;
the sort of a future,
cultivated wid d culture;
but d most interesting part is,
when i see her lips;
swinging for me,
makes me to feel like a tree.
Don't know the reason,
whatever be d season;
i wanna to know her,
whom actually was a desire,
of an unhooked dreamer;
that seems to be his life,
may be wants her to be wife.
Someday, i could hang out wid her,
Hopefully, .....not only as a dreamer;
But as I want to be..............