Do not love him, dear Daisy!
For he is dying to love you as before
And who better than a Mom can justify the true role of our Anam Cara.
My heart melted everyday talking to you,
Daily there was a new thing I got addicted to you.
With every curve on her lips she would hide the tear,
Looking through the window, I realized life is mysterious,
After all, it fluctuated being ethical and boisterous...
It's a clairvoyant's call, " I'll see you again",
Our story is yet to be carved from being silent and arcane.
Cause you are the best person in the world!
"“But who was he…?“ The world asked in awe,
Cause this was the kind of love that they never saw…"
Sometimes I just choose not to write,
Giving myself tears for another night...
When I find the meaning of life in her,
When I can call her to be all mine!
O my beloved!!
My love for you is so saintly...
I wish he knows how much I love him, Even though its just "an understatement".
Don't just call her an artist for her Mighty canvas,
Mrs.Complex does a lot more which are so diverse!
A lot is left unsaid,
For I Never said, I know I can't....
I missed the way how our lips used to seal.
I missed the way, we used to make love for our wounds to heal.
While forcing the paints on my brush,
To the walls in a rush,
For you to keep that picture,
In the back of...
I will always love you,today and forever,I will
My closed eyes still, Reminding me of your beautiful face.
Loneliness seems to be written in my fortune,
Fortune is what I earned her in my life as Life-Partner
I am incomplete without you,
Don’t want to be away from you...