i can not live without u.
if u donn’t believe ask my mosque.
there a painful voice calling u.
ask from chinaar,because its branches;
many times,i have wet by tears for u.
eventhough u r far away from my sight,
bt rains will tell all about me to u.
now branches of maples r giving me support like arms as u.
all coolness of myfeelings changed into snow.
flying mapel’s leave r telling d story of my emotion’s blow.
there an avalanch has to come,
may be to make a grave for me.
oh .dt will be nice place for my disturbed soul.
n you will be as alone wanderer for
searching as foul.
my voice will calling u in surrownding as slipping snow slide.
and u ,hope,will be satisfy
with my soul’s love bird ur beside.
all copy right is reserved by aruna sharma.