I think of you,

Till late night through,

I tried to search you,

But couldn’t get a single clue,

Your eyes smile so deep,

Your figure chases me into my sleep,

Of what ingredient you are?

Haven’t seen like you so far,

Have we met before?

I’m snarled and ain’t sure,

Are we destined to meet?

Hope & despair are about to lit.  

Before it douses come closer,

Disclose yourself and make it adorer.