I need no one here
But only her
If she refuses
I shall make no fuss
Am I to be lulled by her words?
No, not at all till the end
If she wants to prove real honest
I shall accept her as my best
I will not follow blindly
Let her note kindly
I need fragrance from flower
The real one and emerged from rainy shower
If she is hell bent
I will make dent
In her thinking
And prefer self sinking too
Love is not the matter to be asked often
If dream land is to be turned into haven
I shall blow whistle in air for anticipation
But if not responded to, I shall quietly go down with relation
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Love is not the matter to be asked often If dream land is to be turned into haven I shall blow whistle in air for anticipation But if not responded to, I shall quietly go down with relation
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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