Tuesday, April 12, 2016

She Was A mystery

She was a mystery
But i was fine
Reading my rhyme
She was crying
Love came up as a sign
And i kept on trying
To stop her
To seek her
To speak to her
And not ever to freak her
As she made me to speak to her
Mysteries increased
And the happiness just seized
And i tried to solve it.....BUT..!
She was a mystery
And i was fine.........@$#!$#

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My poems...read them and think of some lovingly moments spent with the one whom you looked for in your life.