Inside-outs

ashq The Dove of pristine eyes, Knows no form of lies, Dews of love united Left shore- Delighted. Lacrimones* worked extra too much Flow of feel gave extra too grudge Rain drops are celestial How her eyes had it's custody OH! That drop! Why it left it's adobe. Those beautiful eyes are beyond above The trail on her cheeks it left, Left behind epics of pain. The heartfelt feelings It could drain, I wish I were the sea Which embraces the rivers And drops to end the suffering train. *Lacrimones glands