Enough!
There is no blazing sun
Wind is cool
And rays have turned soft
Take out you black glass
Keep it up and aloft
Sun is not raging fire
Then why you O my dear
Feeling jealous and are on severe ire
Let the season take turn
Then you will notice
How itching is this sun burn
Every time there is ice in my compound
And every time it melts to water
Every season changes
And winds change direction
But your awesome hateful heart beat
Never reflect a little affection
Towards me
And every season you leave me glum without glee
Can you once, just once say
I love you
Let it be just a fake
But your words will sweeten my mouth
Like delicious fruit jelly cake
Then off course you can put a final brake
After all how many season do i witness
My turn is over
Now i am going to sleep finally in harness.
There is no blazing sun
Wind is cool
And rays have turned soft
Take out you black glass
Keep it up and aloft
Sun is not raging fire
Then why you O my dear
Feeling jealous and are on severe ire
Let the season take turn
Then you will notice
How itching is this sun burn
Every time there is ice in my compound
And every time it melts to water
Every season changes
And winds change direction
But your awesome hateful heart beat
Never reflect a little affection
Towards me
And every season you leave me glum without glee
Can you once, just once say
I love you
Let it be just a fake
But your words will sweeten my mouth
Like delicious fruit jelly cake
Then off course you can put a final brake
After all how many season do i witness
My turn is over
Now i am going to sleep finally in harness.
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Words | 314 |
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