MY POEMS PERVADE OVER

O my dear, O my darling,

My heart is an auditorium

My feelings are audiences

Your love is the show

My poems are appreciations-

O my dear, O my darling,

 As a pleasant present

Your love has risen in my heart

All my feelings are

Fascinated by its art and craft-

O my dear, O my darling,

Just like beams

My poems pervade over

All are wonderful and tasteful

They make every one cheerful