You Chase Me

Find under thick tree In forest or in jungles Try it with little struggle You will find me in nature I make it sure You will find it in flower’s boom But you come out from room Never imagine You will not feel fine Love is not on sale Love has to be inhaled It has to be felt Its fragrance has to be smelt You may find real melody In cuckoo’s voice as noticed by nobody Night may embrace Will certainly bring smile on face You may feel little romantic Love may want you to be little energetic You need not hunt in open It may surely happen Not to your surprise But with confidence and promises You may find rhythm In stars twinkle and horizon Love may spread its dragnet You smile over your good luck or fate