No Chance

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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I shall hold you firm Only to inform That today I am in food To hold you up for good Not in romantic mood ever This time I find you on pillow cover Sleeping under deep thought When I grabbed you and caught It was sudden disruption Of your sound sleep continuation You were damn wild in expression But felt cool a my passion I showed no hesitation That it shall spoil relation You will retaliate with hostile move But today I was in mood to prove I had always taken her lightly Gave in for every demand rightly She was almost there for me But restrained me to be very free I gave no chance this time She was puzzled and afraid sometimes I was in wild form and cared for nothing She realized and came in with offering

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