Confusion in the be confused is natural-
Fact actual is also unrealistic,
Fare, apprehensive does the fool become,
He erased belongingness, relation broken with the true.
Who would say good weeps someone,
The excuse of satire delivering big loss,
In the world why are such traditions?
Incident become accident, life existence worrying.
People did not even leave the day,
Added by his desire name,
The heart is big delicate ‘Gayshir’,
Therefore of someone, heart not broken.
:-:Gayshir:-:
khubsurat rachna…..bahut khub.