A beacon of light,
In his eyes during the twilight,
Danced with love highlight.
Mistaking it to be Sun,
Followed it till the moon,
The magical love vanished in the fair.
Realized, me to be in a dark tunnel,
Travelled for 2 months,
With the hope and faith endured in me,
Expecting same love coaxed eyes.
No more do I see the sparklers,
For me never not but for her,
it was a magical love lamp.
Her easy delivery and good health
Was the voice of his love lamp.
With no care for my frontal hump,
I don’t want to be the third tier,
I am sorry Ayesha,
Just my eyes moisture left for you,
Mom and sister are the only ones,
For ego’s sake he may be the one.
Best entry deserves you,
Sleep now my beauty will call you,
When the right time carved for you.