Desiring from bottom of your heart,
the person you admire.
But still not ready to declare,
Fighting with your feelings,
and holding it back when you admire.
But still you are confused,
Weather the emotions is love or bond
Which come out to action.
But still your heart beats faster
than ever.
You still mumble your words,
within a life span.
But still judging yourself,
with the questions that you have
forever.
The scented roses with thorns ,
how can it grows on a pond?
Maybe these are the feelings,
for which you are not clear
As the truth is hidden behind the curtains.
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