Mystical Severe Turmoil - Poem by Najmul Huda
Without you how I can remain well
My heart is in mystical severe turmoil
The heart is burning like a mosquito's coil
Or like an egg full boil or half boil..
My love, come to me pour the rain of love upon my heart
How can I wait as Things Fall Apart
Since you depart
I started to follow love flowchart…
Even …. Even … Even…
The lovebird and the rose of love had left the Eden..
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