First morning [a simple meaningful poem whithout hrythm]

Something happened,
I realized that the eyes of your eyes are just like this, which makes you understand the transparency of your eyes, and
I wish that your presence
repeatedly and
again

The flood really is like this, floats everything
I switched, so I wanted to move.

Around the chatter of the chatter, so that the music of the
song is played - Churhi Nahi is the mother, Dil O Mera.
The song ends up being
rash.

Love bump into the
bamboo canal, white fiber of cut fish,
white clouds in the river flowing in the river , in the role of Dakar Harkara.

The time of love is very selfish,
then it becomes selfish , after