Will you buy me flowers, when you will come to meet?
Will you kiss me in public, when you will see and greet.

Will you be my pillow?
When I will be sleepless in night
Comforting me through late hours
Singing me lullaby

Will you cry with me, if I ever breakdown
Wiping my tears, making my smile wide you making yourself clown
Will you make me high, when I will feel low
Making my face glow sprinkling rose petal and snow

Will you take me to places, where I have imagined us
Holding hand in hand tightly, smoothing breeze and we express.
Will you try to find me, if I will ever be lost
Searching for me every corner, every path, every lane I crossed

Will you promise, that you will be there
When my beauty all wrinkled, when I will have white hairs
When I will be impair, will you still treat me as beau frère

Will you still hold me, will you still take care???????????

For the entire question I have asked, if the answer is YES!!
Then I am bending down on knees and I will ask you in please
‘’ Will you marry me, oh my boy
I want to be in your arms as your wedded wife’’!!!


Poet : Zebaish Sk

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