Without a nail  varnish
A years ago.
Wake up eyes,thought ours
A story ago.
White smoky hair lady
Had a story.
Rememberance of guitar strings
Will learned finally.
Red rose of valentine
Feel the presence.
Ordering possession
Is with you
Day with rose pinned hair
Its our valentine!
Time gave me
To save money
Flights reaches out,
Arrival with bunch of poems
Sign of obligation .
Uneaten drumstick days
Served happily.
Dark rooms of nights
Lonely sunshade
Of mine.
Proud to have you
Betel leaves went dry
Of salty tears .
A sailing life
Reaches you a day.