It's raining heavily outside my window
A false believe and A false thought,
The whole night beneath my pillow
And Am in a deep thought
Ongoing in me beneath, the pillow
Admiring and praising her conscience
Her smile,Her choice let me know!
And that heavy drops of rain bounds me to go into huddle
What will happen,ohh god
You must Forbid my old dust
A day of Red Rose or a Red latter,'O' God!
Dust or snow or either my heart is desert...
By=RAUNAK MISHRA
FOR Ayushi chauhan...
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