You cant escape reality
When it hugs you like a casket
Ready to burry you deep into the ground
It’s there where you I found
The roar of clouds
Or shining of Sun
When I saw you it all seemed a Fun
Whether the black Cuckoo on your windowsill
Playing the music with her projecting beak
Or the disseminate of Rain drops on your cheeks
All remind me the days of jolliness
Its all your beautiful curls among the wilderness
The dangling earrings dancing with the wind
And the long braids moving with the breeze
The sway of your feet in the waters of Lidder
Every drop seemed Sind
Come and hold me near
It’s all along the banks of jehlum
Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 12:10 PM UTC
You cant escape reality
When it hugs you like a casket
Ready to burry you deep into the ground
It’s there where you I found
The roar of clouds
Or shining of Sun
When I saw you it all seemed a Fun
Whether the black Cuckoo on your windowsill
Playing the music with her projecting beak
Or the disseminate of Rain drops on your cheeks
All remind me the days of jolliness
Its all your beautiful curls among the wilderness
The dangling earrings dancing with the wind
And the long braids moving with the breeze
The sway of your feet in the waters of Lidder
Every drop seemed Sind
Come and hold me near
It’s all along the banks of jehlum
Ettg
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