Price Of Flower

He whose heart is filled with love pays for flower
Take hold of flower causes sleep passion hover

This colorful sweat earth is filled with deserts and beds
All day long mind wants to hear the love words

Getting variably tone plays- on raft mind goes on floating
Leave shyness- embrace me- forget every thing

Unveiling face passionate words utter the bud of flower.

poem by Bongokobida ZakariaReport problemRelated quotes
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