What I Want From Life
Nothing More Than A Smile

For A Week
But Life Shows Me That I'm Weak
To Have A Smile For A Week ...

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Then, if ever, is the red color grows fade
The petals of red roses drop
If the birds don't sing any songs
And even a butterfly doesn't
Play on a purple flower

If the mistake happens in the rain
You 'll not cry
You can't be afraid of thunder
They will cleanse you

And when I am gone
Forgive me, but the melody in the air
You will come, playing in the garden,
Dance with the lost grasshoppers

Any yellow day when red flamboyant will be bloomed
Will have to take off your colorful sunglasses
At the very noon will be floated on the Cuckoo's love song
Again and Again it will prove your arrival,

O' Spring

You'll be the very white sky after rain
Will bloom red hibiscus
On that gilded day  
Red flamboyant 'll be loved with yellow flamboyant

Patched up with melody and words
Will be made new Songs,
New Poetry,
With the yellow flowers tune

Then again,
You 'll not  sing a song of despair,
Not even a song of hiatus,
Will sing the Songs of Joy,
Stir in the way of dreams,
Mating

Back to again and again
I 'll come back to you
Both 'll make a love  
For the creation of a new life
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With the addition of diverse actions
They have gone away
When on the roof,
See them as distant Stars

Many of them are unknown,
Bear the sign of my ancestor
The most brilliant Star
To play with my Sigh

That is my love
Perches hope into the Soul
Willingly took as a prisoner
With her soul lifelong

But that night alone lost elsewhere
Get away from the sound of the familiar tunes
The roar of the waves of sea
Fall on my weak chest  

As if  I'm stuck in a handful of an octopus
Comes suffocated
Tight around

Try to take breath
Underneath the open sky
Then known Star to Sigh
That falls on my long neck again
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@Musfiq us shaleheen