Dear god. O dear god
Come to me n to my thought.
Build the house of my heart,
Taking care of inner parts.
Build the love, and build the hate,
Keep the later out of gate.
Build the feelings in the air,
Mark them as ‘handle with care’.
Make some space for family n friends,
They are beyond the time n trend.
Make a space for that special someone,
Without whom the life is a dumb.
All the bad habits, n all the bad names,
Should be kept out of games.
And keep the most precious places,
Just for you, n your blesses.
Always n only yours
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