A garden of flowers from vivid countries
here saw I, a lady of naive beauty
my heart was bouncing as if no boundaries
garden had my presence to swallow the beauty of my lady
admire I, her gorgeousness sitting under the tree of shady
was I in love? the thought tilted me
shall I propose my love to thee?
or shall I dedicate my life to her for admiring?
should I spend my life, looking at her smiling?
she smiles so beautiful, as the butterfly on a flower
no Ideas, to forthput my love, cause I'm not a clever
and still it is 'An Untold Love' of mine.
-Prem'S
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