Anu

I know her. She nothing but a rose.
Seem like fresh rose. Smile blinks
like mist on rose. Eyes speaks
lonely beauty of rose.

She surrounded with so many friends
like rose blooms between various rose.

She felt worry while some one left her
alone. And look like charm lessrose.

But now she looks beauty less heart.

- Revan.

Single tear fell on earth
with lots of pain. Express
its story of love before dray.

It is loveable tear of her.
Happiness is the gift of tear
to her. It appeared in her
happy mood. Gave her
tremendous feelings. But
day by day she loves some
one. And forgot the tear.

One day he left her. She felt
worry and lost happiness. By
force Loveable tear come out
from her beautiful eyes.

- Revan.

Jasmine face looks Charm less.
Sweet smell spread in air. But
it lost the rhythm of love.

Every day face seems in different
mood. But now it appears spirit less.

Beauty full face now filled with
wrinkles of pain. And they pass
message to understand the inner
sense of heart.

Eyes cover now with tears only.
But they changed there attitude
and appeared always in eyes.

But a tear come to me and say
hold her Love in your eyes.
Feel that in the music of heart.

- Revan.

She is river of heart. Flow how
she wants. Because she is river
of love.

During her journey of flow she
mingle more friends and feels
happy. And flow in beauty full
manner. Say touch her once and
urge to hold her in hand.

She meets so many unknown friends
towards her journey of life. Every
friends get beauty by her.

She flows in her manner. And gives
greenery wherever she flow. And
spread her love with her wide
heart. And touch the every once beats.

But now she is flowing underground.
No one cares her love. And involved
them to pollute her.

- Revan.

Poetries are mine. But every
feelings are yours.

My heart is the place of your
melodious heart beats.

There is no one other in every
line except you. Beats of your
love reflects in every word.

Your voice is the music of feelings.
For that singing is mine. Listening
heart is yours and clapping hands
are also yours. But I am the owner
of the sound of clap.

Because my heart is breathing in
your heart…

- Revan.

Her eyes filled with tears.
But they don’t want to come out.
Because she bound them in feeling.

Her eyes filled with tears.
They express the pain. But eyelids
hold them in love.

Her eyes filled with tears.
Eyes want to turn towards him. But
tears hold the face.

Her eyes filled with tears.
Now they want to come out. But she
hold them. Because they are the last
tears of his memories.

- Revan.