"The Special" ●●●●●●●●●● 🌹🌱🌾 I don't believe in mythology, But little special in these days. It's the special magic that, Creating vaves in my heart. The thin lips as red flowers, Two sodden eyes, In deep silent ocean. Open hairs feel Uncurl dark cloud, And the red chicks As sweet strawberry. How it can happen that, You comes without Any restrictions. The glamours carry, The stroms in every dreams, With throbbing kind heart. Oh preety officer, Sweety Jemsbond. My chest broker, The lady Singham. As beautiful that person, Make suicide Without any sakes. How the God carry The wanders, Who kill us without Any weapons. Only through the Smile's loughs, Body's plucks their Face expressions, And the rainbows of ........payoffs. Someone carry the Spell of charms, People mislay patience Grit & guts. Yes every Pagli Has the swings, They are able to steal, Everyone peace hubbub And the hearts. God save me and My cart & dreams, From the beauty and dress. I will offer you pawbhaji, Paratha dosa kulfi. And Murugana-Ganesha The special... More tasty the dham sweets, Behind of your Great bright kindness.💕💞 ...✍️Ravi Pratap Singh("पंकज")🍒 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳मनमोहन🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 #🌹प्यार के नगमे💖 #❤️ आई लव यू #💝 शायराना इश्क़ #💔पुराना प्यार 💔 #❤️Love You ज़िंदगी ❤️