Like an impatient fish , without water,
my love waits on the line of green forest.
Oh! her bewitching eyes searching long , not shorter.
Hey ! My runner horse ,do not take rest.
And you blowing wind hold me not
the green wood is lovely ,but it may dark
i know you will blow and will blow but so what
wild beast roam around, rocks with edges sharp.
Me the shield of my love must reach
oh , you do not weep ,I come indeed
oh ,you scary ocean ,you thunderous beach
deep feel of love , makes the eternal need
Far away from slavery , social chain
together make a world , together we will reign.
Written by Arti Rai in deed
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