Oh precious,

 Ask people; from my hands,

 you drop and drift away!

Oh precious,

If you come, I might take some failure

I feel the secret of wanting

If only you know my longing to you!

The story of love will go away

They are just seasons of spring.

Moreover, there will be no drought or dryness.

I will round up all those failures.

Oh precious, can you feel that?

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  • Muchas gracias meu amigo! Thanks for your nice words, my dear good friend, Elmer. I really appreciate your nice words.

  • Mashkoor ya Mahmood Arafat. Thanks for your nice comment. I really appreciate it.

  • nice poem

    i really love it 

  • Bahut shukrya Prakash Mehta! Thanks for pressing the like button of my that poem.

  • Bilkul White Knight. Exactly, that what I meant, thanks for your understanding. Even Precious took the matter normally. Thanks again. 

  • Yeah Dara , dont worry , I understand obviously , its the word precious actually you are referring to , not the member .

  • Ake larkee, uska nam Precious, Main bahut dar lag tha. I was afraid that the members might think it was for her and there was some story going on, but thanks to Allah, everything went smoothly. They knew that I am an old man and it could not be true. Thanks White Knight for that comment. 

  • Well written , by the way who are you dedicating it to hahah

  • Muchas gracias amigo, Elmer Almarales. Thanks for your encouraging comment on that poem. 

  • I really love the poem!! It was great my friend.

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