Feel the atmosphere of this by reading this poem.
I am nomadic, I’m a wanderer
In this wide world called love
Finding a heart that can be called home
Longing for arms that can be called fortress
I’m tired of being homeless
I hope it is now you
Who can give me happiness
More than kisses and caress
Affection which is endless
I hope it is now you
I have observed, I have explored
This wide world called love
I was left sick at a dry desert
Played by roaring, dynamic waves of sea
No one responded my plea
I hope it is now you
Whom I can lean like a tree
Who can fully accept me
Hope you will not disagree
I hope it is now you
Let me occupy your heart
I will stay there forever
My residence is your heart
I will take care of it
Like a palace, like a palace
My love will last, will last
Let me occupy your heart
So that I can say, “I’m home!”
I am alone, I’ve lived in misery
In this world called love
Smile is almost an incognito
Happiness is labelled as a taboo
I’m tired living in sorrow
I know it is now you
Who’ll brighten my tomorrow
Even I’m cold during the snow
You will make my life glow, glow
I know it is now you
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