Hopping to get your appreciation,
“Wow its great” as your expression.
I had sent you my sweet & small word summation,
But, sorry for your own narrow imagination.
It is not you, for whom I’ve made that composition.
Because, you are really not my temptation.
I respect you for your work-devotion,
Don’t take it active, its mere attraction.
Neither am I barrier to your present relation,
Nor any barrier to your further progression.
It is really you, getting wrong configuration,
I just like to help you in aggregation.
You are not responsible for my this presentation,
If you happen to think so, will be your raw imagination.
Everyone is itself has his/her own definition,
Don’t think you forced me for this explanation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem