Love in life awaits a lucky chance
For sure, it knocks the heart's door atleast once
One waits for the bell to stike in despair
Loosing all the transparent sight in air
Love is in thickest of its form everywhere
In air, in the lovely breeze, and in every particle of life
Nevertheless the rays of it elude, leaving me in strife.
PS: Apunke Chinky ke liye intezaar kartha hua...ek munna bahi :)
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