I m a paradox;
Can u understand dis?
No bt closest of me.
I m so much curious of necter of love;
I know-dis lives in my heart’s dove.
Among d mountain of hills;
Many falls r ,to meet river,flowing.
N shores r as thirsty being.
My eyes have salted water as tears to flow;
Bt heart is thirsty still by through.
Ocian r no enough for a thirst soul;
Nobody here is to console.
Coz my heart is a garden of heaven;
My soul as angel having coulors seven.
No one can explain with context;
Coz wordly dust r no allowed to exit.
My paradize seems to others as a imazinative world;
Bt i only know dt happieness n no care about any word.
when my beloved plays with his flute;
My spirit becomes,nobody knows,how much cute.
at midnight his music n on dat my dancing,
everyday to create new world for mine having enchanting.
dis tale of as two cities as my windchime;
one is for u as u like,other is forever mine.
How much i m crazy now,
feel misfit in d world,how?
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