Hey Meri Arzoo..

Like whirlpool of ocean,my thoughts drag on to you...

because..

like the dew on sunny sands,you are the thirst of my subconscious...

like a queen bee in a honeycomb,you are in my imagination..

like a lighthouse near the shore,you are anchor of my hope...

like blossoming buds of garden,you are everything of my creative skills...