I meet a girl made of brown silks
Appeals touch flowers with her claggy lips
Often do I write for a blush she vows
And by this I find me embraced in that feel

For years barely in dreams I'm all taken
I have pussy sleeps after she'd awakened
she speaks some pages at once in a blink
That My tongue in hours can't arrange

Canopied by curly hair doesn't she just smile
But blows my all candles in her sparking light
I forbidden by the Clans she belongs
By that she reminds theem all for a frown

"My dear ,people don't know you still"
She encompasses me by adding this
I know she's in love just none with me
Which hurts her always more than I feel.

I intend keeping off her secrecy by any means
So long as I feel alive on her grin
I want to shivere at her gate on each eve
Viewing her smiling standing at her fence...

I am not in the galaxy she shares
That holds stars and moon in her hair
I am just the sky in her silky- lines
Who kiss the air that makes it shine

Everyday I call me & make me sit beside
persuading me a move which myself fail to ride
I can't get me but her home from the bursting emotions
And the rush of returns hugs me for this deadly passion...

~yudhish