...A BOUQUET OF FRESH FLOWER...
You are my first wish, my eyes miss you as if for centuries
Like a bouquet of fresh flower..
Like a cool breeze you come to my mind sweetheart,
You drench me like a passing shower...
You are a hard knot, that I know with full knowledge
To reach you is the hardest sojourn..
To touch your heart with unending desire, Monalisa
As a test for me, you are always my first concern..
Let me enter you..Let me enter your prohibited parlour..
The area nobody has ever permitted to my love, let me have your favor..
Let me win you, Monalisa, after the battle of hectic parleys..
Let me sing you the sweetest of song, here are my hopeful lays...
©® SACHIDANANDA MISHRA
You are my first wish, my eyes miss you as if for centuries
Like a bouquet of fresh flower..
Like a cool breeze you come to my mind sweetheart,
You drench me like a passing shower...
You are a hard knot, that I know with full knowledge
To reach you is the hardest sojourn..
To touch your heart with unending desire, Monalisa
As a test for me, you are always my first concern..
Let me enter you..Let me enter your prohibited parlour..
The area nobody has ever permitted to my love, let me have your favor..
Let me win you, Monalisa, after the battle of hectic parleys..
Let me sing you the sweetest of song, here are my hopeful lays...
©® SACHIDANANDA MISHRA
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