Every time I see you,
I do watch a new season.
Sometimes it's of hue,
& or it's only a reason.

I like you being happy,
with others that what my eye sees.
But couldn't reach my heart's snappy,
which love you with very ease.

No doubt how many flowers die,
in your heart field making it barren.
I will always there for you as ally,
to make your dreamy music to happen.



© MSt-Saswati Priyadarshini