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You can't see love But you know it's there. the same way you can't see the moon at noon. Darkness reveals the love that awaits for you in the sky. You can't feel care But you know it's there. The same way you can't always feel Warmth of sun. Winter reveals the care that awaits for you in the heat ball. You can't see loyalty But you know it's there. The same way you can't see the four clover leaf easily . Rare reveals the loyalty That awaits for you in the special plant. You can't see trust But you know it's there. The same way you can't decide the finest wine alone. Mutual drinking reveals the trust That awaits for you in the wine glass. #youcantsee #love #care #trust #loyalty

You can't see love But you know it's there. the same way you can't see the moon at noon. Darkness reveals the love that awaits for you in the sky. You can't feel care But you know it's there. The same way you can't always feel Warmth of sun. Winter reveals the care that awaits for you in the heat ball. You can't see loyalty But you know it's there. The same way you can't see the four clover leaf easily . Rare reveals the loyalty That awaits for you in the special plant. You can't see trust But you know it's there. The same way you can't decide the finest wine alone. Mutual drinking reveals the trust That awaits for you in the wine glass. #youcantsee #love #care #trust #loyalty

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My soul is an empty vessel without the love you allow to flow. My lips have a tremendous shrink, a dry thirsty shrink without the utter of your name. My eyes shed black droplets of tears, without the sight of your more red and less, but hairy skin. I ruin my eye makeup. My nosering slips apart, everytime I walk without you. Because there's no one to seek it with a good eyesight. You are my wolf, the smart wolf. And I miss that hair pull! I can't hear anything but you name. The fault is of the Jhumka Game. Some pimples popped up on my face because I lack water that you offer ( on intervals of my day). Where have you been ? I am thirsty. I am thirsty of every sin. From the neck that you chock to the chick that you hold, every cell awaits. Awaits your coming. ( not the coming that you know, but the coming that my poem shows). I am sleeping enough. But I need you to awake me in the dreams of your eyes. I am living enough. But I need you to let me live again and again in your strong arms. You are my personal smile. The colour of my life. Also, the balck and white. If God has gifted me with a straight nose, he has definitely gifted me with your height!! And all the gifts are mine. Touch me before the night. Because the bed runs to eat me. And the breeze runs to freeze me. Fear not, to be mortal. I fear to be immortal, without you. I fear to be remembered as a poem without you. I begin with you and you are my end. Everyone else is a stranger. My soul is an empty vessel without the love you allow to flow. My lips have a tremendous shrink, a dry thirsty shrink without the utter of your name. My eyes shed black droplets of tears, without the sight of your more red and less, but hairy skin. I ruin my eye makeup. My nosering slips apart, everytime I walk without you. Because there's no one to seek it with a good eyesight. You are my wolf, the smart wolf. And I miss that hair pull! I can't hear anything but you name. The fault is of the Jh

My soul is an empty vessel without the love you allow to flow. My lips have a tremendous shrink, a dry thirsty shrink without the utter of your name. My eyes shed black droplets of tears, without the sight of your more red and less, but hairy skin. I ruin my eye makeup. My nosering slips apart, everytime I walk without you. Because there's no one to seek it with a good eyesight. You are my wolf, the smart wolf. And I miss that hair pull! I can't hear anything but you name. The fault is of the Jhumka Game. Some pimples popped up on my face because I lack water that you offer ( on intervals of my day). Where have you been ? I am thirsty. I am thirsty of every sin. From the neck that you chock to the chick that you hold, every cell awaits. Awaits your coming. ( not the coming that you know, but the coming that my poem shows). I am sleeping enough. But I need you to awake me in the dreams of your eyes. I am living enough. But I need you to let me live again and again in your strong arms. You are my personal smile. The colour of my life. Also, the balck and white. If God has gifted me with a straight nose, he has definitely gifted me with your height!! And all the gifts are mine. Touch me before the night. Because the bed runs to eat me. And the breeze runs to freeze me. Fear not, to be mortal. I fear to be immortal, without you. I fear to be remembered as a poem without you. I begin with you and you are my end. Everyone else is a stranger. My soul is an empty vessel without the love you allow to flow. My lips have a tremendous shrink, a dry thirsty shrink without the utter of your name. My eyes shed black droplets of tears, without the sight of your more red and less, but hairy skin. I ruin my eye makeup. My nosering slips apart, everytime I walk without you. Because there's no one to seek it with a good eyesight. You are my wolf, the smart wolf. And I miss that hair pull! I can't hear anything but you name. The fault is of the Jh