Wednesday 19 February 2014




They remain 
She got on the move 
Her heart to see that one bud 
I told her on hold 
It is home to the world 
It is the heart,
Take Control 
He, heart breathing bid 
We should do nothing 
When the heart is taken 
So, darling 
Then what is left wanting 

And she went 
Heart was adapted 
And one call 
I do not 
Which has taken heart 
He, his glance 
Nothing is 

Can not even call her a liar 
Who is majaal 
He abuses her 

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