I'M Failing
If it wants to fall soon, let it be all night.
The smile of your red lips will be dazzled in moon light.
Your bright eyes are like the flame of revolution.
Looking at them I find my pain’s solution.
You are there in every nook and corner of my mind.
I keep on thinking when you will be really so kind!
I request you to give me a space inside
And take my love in your heart in this sweet night.
Today my lips are saying why I'm febrile.
Will your lips say that all are futile?
If it is so, let me tell you something –
I can’t win your heart; I'm failing.
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