Shayari Bazar

Please Sir My Moons And Stars Yet To Be Born In The Coming Nights That Have No Joy But Gloom I Am An Unwed Mom And Victim Of Yours Searching To Live Till My Hummingbird Ceases Singing My Days Ahead Are Distant From Me And The Hours Of Mourning Are Within Reach Do Not Use Me Now But Spare My Life From The Evil Of Coition Tomorrow I Might Not Live Anymore Because I Carry The Deadly Disease From You And Your Colleagues Oh Please Sir Do Not Punish Me Again And Anymore