Enough moon and sun, enough stars, enough rivers and streams, enough wind, stand with your chest like a peacock, look at your eyes like a net and tell her, heaven is in your arms...
Will slang words and rhymes do the trick? Will Shravan Indradhanu be bound on asphalt road? You will sit in the air like a cloud in summer, a woman will sit for a maximum of twelve months and then you will not get a marriage certificate?
So says time before awakening, love is not a game of alphabets
Love is a wildfire and burns, love is a forest and burns
Like a bow of love, thrust upon an arrow, Even after rising in the soil, it reached the clouds
Don't get stuck in this fog of words, don't fly like a flag on a tower
Dispel all the storms accumulated in the mind, love is like a spear stuck on an arrow!
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Very well written. Keep up the good work!
Heartfelt and relatable
The story invoked strong personal emotions