Birds fly to the neck chilly heights,
see upon with a tendering sigh

Afraid to land upon a lousy soil;
glooming in disguise

Morally corrupt are the horrifying souls,
and captivated to the sweetest rose

Rose looses its shine;
appeasing hunger which knows no bound

I know no sweetness,just a fact-
I'm a girl need life; just in case I strive..

was it a night or a gloomy day
for mates it was a reason to crave

felt great when saw a lady great
wearing a necklace of grace

nvr hav breached the fate,
her fruity floral eyes hav had serenity to captivate..