Moving train with fastest speed,
but it’s slow as I feel .
Cursing the driver for his late,
waiting with eager to meet my heart .
A request to time to finish up soon,
I will be meeting her in the noon.
Cute sweet angel with pink color dress,
must be waiting for me down the steps,
My heart full of love & care,
she must be waiting for her share.
Few more hours of eagerness,
few more hours of tears.
Don’t worry my sweetheart,
then Iam all yours .
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