Spring's Arrival

Only smile is there It does not take me anywhere I shall be sad and feel hurt When she is seen around but not to flirt Not sure of what is in her mind I shall never try to find She must read me honestly I am no more man for her to be likely When she says 'no thought of love' I have nothing to accede but to believe It is such a confession of love on face That may be her assertion in such case I must content with whatever she says This can be takes as parting ways Such things do happen in life or take place It is difficult to handle such delicate phase Preserve the smile for future use May be something new may come up to defuse The situation may sometimes turn normal When season awaits for spring's arrival I am natural lover and so fell for her Smile, sweet talks and addresses led to laughter I have spent hours for knowing a person But sometimes you fail to find reasons