Over, above in the high sky,
Though the soul must fly,
At that time we won’t die,
If we have, love of beautiful guy.
You fallen in love is countless,
As can’t written down your unfaithfulness,
It is your habit
When I was scared and full of fear,
And far and far, you took me near.
I found you one out of those dear,
When, I was so calm and silent,
You invited me, in land of love-war,
By blowing mature love conch.
Mori, timilai prem gari,
Pagal bhayechhu ma yesari,
Bhanu ma yo timilai kasari,
Na suti tollauchha yo Chaudhary.
Having fallen in love with you Mori,
Became so crazy, in your memory,
How do I let it you know? Sorry.
Sleepless, be at loss this Chaudhary.
The world or sky, nature or any season,
Please give me a subject to write on.
I want to try my best to show you,
I had a mental fight,
With a “FRIEND”
I do not believe in showing ness,
I enjoy in my own being ness.
It was being a time when I was be a sample,
Wait! Just wait!
You will get your fate.
You are feeling awkward, just let,