If I am silent, my dear, let me be so;
Lest the hearts be in flames, if I spoke.
Please Note:-
Road side rantings shall not turn lies into truth-
As a tree without fruits never downwards droops;
Changing colours like a chamleon is your pastime-
But my greenary in all seasons is ever pristine!
Because:-
We talked behind doors, let talks remain so-
The place will rock if some secrets I disclose;
If I am silent, my dear, let me be so-
Lest the hearts be in flames, if I spoke.
You say anything, then, claim it is in jest-
I say a few words you term them as pest;
It is not my habbit to name persons as such,
Should you initiate it, I must repay the debt?
If I am silent, my dear, let me be so;
Lest the hearts be in flames, if I spoke.
I know I have no status in this place as yet,
But I willl anchor here to be embedded, I bet;
As cuckoo of the orchid, each branch I will flirt,
Other day I had fun; future, too,it will be mirth.
If I am silent, my dear, let me be so;
Lest the hearts be in flames, if I spoke.
The news of your arrival , "Rajee", is now, in the air-
Some dislike your style, but your gait to some endear;
Remain focussed, you shall sure reach your destination;
While you pass through many milestones and obstructions.
If I am silent, my dear, let me be so;
Lest the hearts be in flames, if i spoke.
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