But your memory,
Your memory has not,
Your picture I have not,
Have not
Your photograph,
Your photograph
Keeping which,
Which
Lie I moving,
Moving here and there,
Which one,
None but my heart,
My heart can,
Can feel it
After seeing,
Seeing your photograph,
Your photograph
Which it,
It with me.
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Mr.Communist as the super man, the super brain
I mean the Marxist ideologyReading the People’s Power newspaper,Asking it distribute and subscribe to,A spokesmanOf the comrades and cadres,Waging a war against the rightists,Doing the propaganda.A party office full-timer, he is a party man,Eating, sleeping sand livingAnd dreaming in the party officeWith the party men.The Communist Manifesto as the Bible of hisAnd he reading it…
I without knowing the operating of the computer posed like
Drawing the lottery contest outof Kaun banega crorepati,And came he a footpath manEmerging as the winnerAnd the man who was in need of,Got he not.And with him, announced I,A loafer banehga crorepatiAs those who expect fro earnestlyGet not the lotteriesAnd those who do not expect for get the prizesIn an unexpected way.
It was indeed lovely
Hugged and embracedThe burkha-clad lassIn the darkTaking her intoMy loveful claspKissing on the cheeksNear the sand dunesOf the desertWhen it was darkWe met each otherAnd love burnt throughThe eyes meeting,Two panting souls met they,Two hearts in loveAnd the lotus bloomed,We the two lovers,The heart bis a temple of love.
This has become a trend to love one girl
Love and discard, cut off the relationship abruptlyBut pause you and think of the pressures of breaking.The drama of love of modern love, fall in loveAnd detach you after, breaking the heart.If have to love, love deeply,Go into the deeps of it rather than putting in trouble.