Followers

Monday, 9 March 2026

3416 Keep a mirror near


 Why you trouble me,

When come in thoughts to me


Tell me one thing,

Why give pain sting.


Clouds will rain soon,

Says wind this noon.


Let your eyes cry,

Tears let pain fly.


Love makes cry today,

Smile comes one day.


Keep a mirror near,

Truth will appear.


What you do today,

Comes back your way.


If you love me true,

Why hide from “Geet” too.

6.32pm 9 March 2026

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