If I had become like a branch that would bloom in front of you today..

If your face had become a gift on the pen of a small love…

If the light in my eyes and the light of the starry sky had become a lamp…

I would have written your love in it and put a small smile on it as poetry…

Like a sapphire, in search of a love that bloomed in the soil, I have come before you today like a shadow…..

The beauty of nature is still like a shell in my eyes…….

It always rains in my mind like a gentle rain with your memories…..

-Richu Mary