Be someone's apple of the eye
And let her sadness passes by
Injustice to assign on her spy
You need not get it to verify
"My love" whom call I !
Just hold and stand beside my
Pain will automatically fly
Don't ever more leave for cry
Tears have drifted to dry
"My love" who call I !
She was portrayed in the sky
Reckon, how much she is high
And you're left only to sigh
Justice is still asking, why ?
"My love" whom call I !
Why running after that guy
From earth to sky
Whether one is going to deny
Both will solemnly come to die
"My love" whom call I !
- Author: Fahad Khalique ( Offline)
- Published: July 31st, 2023 01:49
- Category: Love
- Views: 4
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