Shama And Parwana

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A/N:- Listen to the song after reading the poem
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I'll bring you flowers,
And make you daisy crowns,
You'll look pretty with them,
I'll fix your hair,
When it's messed up,
I'll let you use my skin care,
I know you've always wanted to use those,
By the way,
Shhh...
I've seen you eating that strawberry chapstick you apply on your lips,
Hehehe,
I'll put on the heater,
If you feel too cold,
I'll let you switch on the lamp when you read your books,
I'll pull a seat for you,
At the restaurant,
Just like a gentlewoman,
I'll give you money,
At the month ends,
To buy something you like,
I'll watch cricket matches with you,
Though I don't understand a thing,
I'll give you my shoulder to cry,
For those stressful times,
I'll work at the office late,
So that you could take a day off and rest,
I'll be your knight in shining armour,
To protect you from evil eyes,
The only thing I'll not do is,
Let you go,
Away from my arms.
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You're the secret I wish to keep,
You're the song I love to sing,
You're the mystery I'd love to solve,
You're the best friend I'd love to have,
You're the flower I would never pluck,
You're the rain I would get wet in,
You're the red string pulling my heart.
And as for me,
I'll die for you,
Your smile would be worth every single pain,
Your laugh would be worth a thousand pin pricks,
For you,
I'll cease to exist,
I'll be the moth to your burning flame,
I'll burn my wings,
To get closer to you,
And get burnt in your blinding light,
Just like,
Shama and parwana,
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-Krishna Parmar

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