You like a beautiful poem!
I wish to see you in real!
Feeling rosy fragrance from far end!
I neither see nor heard tune!
Very rare a wind blows, towards me,
Still I feel it and obviously it runs away,
Wonder, how to chase or catch it,
No idea how to stretch my hand away,
It is so wonder, but enjoy the vision,
Like a mid night sweet dream!
When I think about a friendship,
Feel it that how to relate with aliens!
Like a flying saucer,
Just appeared and, don’t know,
Where and when it disappeared!
I wish to see you in real!
Feeling rosy fragrance from far end!
I neither see nor heard tune!
Very rare a wind blows, towards me,
Still I feel it and obviously it runs away,
Wonder, how to chase or catch it,
No idea how to stretch my hand away,
It is so wonder, but enjoy the vision,
Like a mid night sweet dream!
When I think about a friendship,
Feel it that how to relate with aliens!
Like a flying saucer,
Just appeared and, don’t know,
Where and when it disappeared!
