She's taken
But my thought I've given.
On my way I pray
Everyday she should appear.
Her face I wish
Day by day I should behold.
Her voice I long
Everymoment I should hear.
The more thought I give,
Go fight for her I feel.
This if I do,
Her friendship I may lose.
Cos sure I'm not
If she also feels like me.
Here in darkness I sit,
Even the pen painting his sheet
I hardly see.
This is just how I feel
and with these lines,
my heart speaks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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