You are a stream, wild and crazy,
I'm an old wall, damp and dreary.
You are a glittering lamp,dazzling yellow
I'm a shaking hand, breaks lamp of sorrow.
You are unpredictable, diwali bumper.
I'm alone poet, on a deserted harbor.
You are daffodil, laden with pollen
I know few magic, a magician.
I'm a novice boozer, a day dreamer
If you don't love, I don't care.
How can you be great, a loving image
If your warm hand, never touches my face.
If I take venom, if I be cover story
Will you then grieve, will you be sorry.
Look these words are, flying hither and thither
And if I get lost, will you cry dear.
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