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Main Wo Tutatta Tara Nahi ,
Jo Aasmano Me Kho Jaungi ,,
Agar Kvi Tut Ke bekhar Gyi Too ,,,
Bekharne K Bad V Sabko Nazr Aaungi.-
Having roots with whiskers,
The tree that whispers.
By rustling of leaves,
In windy heaves.
It gives us shade,
After long heavy wade.
Sings songs that soothe,
Whatever is the mood.
No matter, it is tall or shallow,
Heals us even as the marsh mallow
The benefits it has we take them all,
In return we give them cancerous gall.-
Fills your heart with the sweetest moments....
as sweetest as honey.🍯.....
let you to land yourself...,
with more power...&
happiness....😊😇-
The last christmas I heard a prophecy
That he Angel whispered to me under the broken bell in the christmas tree,
The prophecy went like they are working on my gift of winters,
It'll probably be the person that will show your diamond to the world,
Her lips would taste like the sweetness of marshmallows,
She'll be the magical bell that the world to you ows ,
So this year keeping the prophecy in my mind
That I will be yours and you will be mine
I've penned your name on Santa's stockings,
Hoping that when we meet I'll hand you all the gifts that are only yours.
Till the moment that you arrive I'll keep myself prepared for you,
What do you like the most?
I am keeping the marshmallows, the hot chocolate and some ginger bread for you...-
I was just another fly who got
lured to you, marshmallow.
But I got stuck in you and we
went up in the flames, together.
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