I told Dry stars

Where do you get so much flickering light?

Dry stars said

From the light of your eyes

I told Nightshade

Where do you get such a fragrant fragrance?

Said from your breath

I told Ecology

Can you trust me?

Ecology said

Try believing once

The eyes will become two rivers

Truly the two eyes became rivers

Chauchi is the deck of faith and love

The story of Dikpal of civilization became a stream of tears-

Innocent frustrated look like Yellow River

Is the defeat of one milestone after another?

Now the orangutan's magician's handcuffs

The eyes are like angel waterfalls

Hathambha is the Dead Sea

I'm still alive

Why feel like a stratosphere now!