
I offer a kind heart, with bags full of roses;
I offer you me, with little poems and proses ;
I propose you for a lifetime commitment;
Security, humanity n zeal are some ointments.
Proposal goes to each and one ,
For an earth of life and none of gun;
Proposal to love each other,
And not to rob the poor,
I offer a proposal
To live and die for you ,
To bestow a helping hand for you
To adore your traumatized folk’s heart;
With no picky taste for
The nation of the same caste.
But then I long for a promise,
That one day; when that one day comes
When grief and gloom are the passé;
When glee and glow are in masses,
Don’t let me die, let me stay alive
To see the ‘rich’ contented ,
And the ‘poor’ comforted ;
To see the nerve in apiece,
And the verve for each masterpiece;
For you, I move, as I have to prove,
I now wrap up my little poem and prose,
With fancy for many a propose,
I am fond of you, my country,
Accept my proposal, its mandatory!
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