My Confusing State Poem by Saddam Husen

When the sun is dialing up time
My heart beat little more than rhyme,
Of course, I love her with all my heart
But like offender, one thing tease me hard.

When I'll tell about this, my desire to her
what will be her reaction and answer.

Her joy, her naughtiness and playful nature
make me delight and more, and blither,
her irresistible smile overwhelmed me
even meager silent anguish badly.

When I see her in fairy white dress
I feel delighted but other way distress.

Every night, I took firm decision
but, morning...on me, stand a question,
Evidently, I cannot control and bear
'I love you', she must be hear.

I am totally insane for my confusing state
I love myself before her otherwise I hate.