It speaks...


I can hear the cry of jur beauty.

That flooded all over the floor brown.

I genuflect before jur beauty

It shall never go astray...


Upon ju: I open my heart...

Speaking for the cry of jur beauty.

In this jia of tasty and hungry...doing obeisance

Once again ju: never let it go astray


Come let the water of jur  beauty falls into my heart.

Let if fill the storex heart

Let it fill up the reservoir...


Never let the erosion wash away the brown floor...

Can I indent ur drainage conferencing my heart..


In this year of tasty I speak before you

Venerable I speak...


Never let me feel hungry again...

Never suspend in tasty


Fill me up with the cry of your Beauty..

Thrill me with d cry in your eye..(APEKE)



@Raji Toheeb