You call me your friend which I feel,
Your smile is the only thing which pleases me,
I don’t know if you bother to see
A burning desire always keeps me in agony.
I long to touch you,
To listen to your pulse,
To know how are you different from others and me.
Always, I wish to come near your side
To be with you, on the same tide.
I brought nothing, nor shall I take thing any
Whatever I got, shall lose on the way
The beginning was unknown, so’ll be the end
Nevertheless, can I have a journey which is pleasant!
Neither, I know what sin is,
Nor, I want to hurt self for more time,
But how can I tell that I want you
As a sweet dream in this tired life.
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