by Arul Santhosh.D
Is it a flower?
That showers me with fragrance;
My little heart floats in the aroma,
Overwhelmed and drizzles amid bliss
Ever I won’t miss;
When I think of you!
Shall I get a day in real?
Oh! My dear offer me.
Let me see the paradise!
I am waiting patiently
For the day of glory!
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Last updated July 01, 2017