The poem speaks about the kiss of the mosquitoes. The poem speaks about the kiss of the mosquitoes.

Compared to the ocean of blood, Tears remained a pool, They cried for justice, Forgetting w... Compared to the ocean of blood, Tears remained a pool, They cried for just...

Buzzing sound all around my ears, Buzzing sound all around my ears,

They are ready to make love with my body for the whole night. They are ready to make love with my body for the whole night.

And write this poem on you. And write this poem on you.