The brazen clashes, the maiden came.

An Ode to Love

The brazen clashes, the maiden came.

One in pain and go insane;

Tough! The call,

For that single gold,

The brazen clashes, the maiden came.

Love is the game and many a name,

Rough! The heart is disdain.

Failure – A Shame;

The brazen clashes, the maiden came.

Hold your breath one more time;
Damsel in distress;

Help her – get into your finest dress,
The brazen clashes, the maiden came.

Holy! Holy! Oh! Holy soul,
Almighty! Help I am old;

Perturbed by this saintly frame;
The brazen clashes, the maiden came.

How would this blossom grow,
Through rough and snow;

What if the wind brings rain?
The brazen clashes, the maiden came.

Love rush – life brush,

Paint my life;

Empower, engulf and show me the light;

I am out in the cold for this fight.

The brazen clashes, the maiden came.

Shamsud A

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