Love..

First, the coziest place 

In her arms with balloons and lace

Rum, whiskey were kept apart,

That pale drink took my heart..

Badshah was unknown to me,

Her soft lullaby and my sarcastic glee

Care, touch, that unconditional love,

Even creamy than the soft white dove..

With that heavy weight and a bottle around,

Holding her hand, reached the new ground

That new place was very new,

Beautiful were many, of her resemblance were few..

Now when I grew could understand her worth,

How she erased all little grudges since birth..

Those sleepers made me strong,

Ah..yes!! Agreed, I was wrong..

First, the coziest place 

In her arms with balloons and lace..