If lines were in my hand,
My love would also stand.
Why would I roam here and there,
If life was not so banned.
You were with me, if not refused.
And if you would understand.
If I had you, my dear friend,
My world would then be grand.
When spring came in my garden,
With you colours would softly expand.
If I had your support dear,
My world would proudly stand.
In love 'Geet', I cries today,
Give some cure if you understand.
11 March 2026
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