Awake! My dear friends
Why are you listless?
What are you lost?
Nothing all things.
Why aren't listen
Sound of life
Its not end of Life.
Ah! Give up the soul
Its the greatest foul
Sure,have a pure heart
How to kill your mirth?
Lo! Love isn't meeting of bodies
Its connection of feelings
Shouldn't grow up hemlock
Fast,should be its block.
✍ ©Sachin yadav
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