Shall I forget the face of bright sunshine Ananya? If yes then how will I forget you? It is not in my hand. If it was in my hand then I would have done. But nothing is in my hand.
Whose beauty is comparable to an angel so divine;
Shall I overlook your smiles that are so sweet? But how will I overlook them? I will not be able to do so.
Just a glimpse of you knocks me off my feet.
Shall I pass a day without seeing you?
Or miss a chance to prove my feelings are true;
Shall I think twice to win your heart?
Living without you will tear me apart.
Shall I not recall the way your hair dances in the summer air?
And how your laughter warms my cold winter;
Your gentle breath swifts right through the autumn’s call,
Shall I confess this love or wait until the next fall?
Shall I hold your
