-Munima Mannan Shailee

When the night become gloomy,
When the flower get husky,
I feel like, you are with me.

You make my eye shine,
You make my heart cheerful;
O dear! This is a life with you,
Over all you make my life beautiful.

Sad but true,
It’s all about my dream.
Nobody can hear my scream.

Won’t you make me happy again?
Tell me, won’t you?

How can you come to my dark cave?
Or, how can I survive without you?
Maybe it’s all about my love.

And my love has no definition.
Actually it’s all of my intoxication.