My Love
I glanced her through my window sill,
Everytime I saw her, my heart would fill,
Completing her picture time inbetween,
She was tall and very lean.
I was captivated with what I saw,
My eyes were fixed with an open jaw,
Observing all the things she did,
Re-living the joy of a five year old kid.
What lovely voice,
What elegant poise,
She had everything nice,
She was also equally wise.
She was perfect in many ways,
The best girl I would find in any case,
Dreamt of marrying her and living happily forever,
Wait a minute! Who is that beauty behind her!
Our age finds pleasure in mindless attractions,
Don't pay heed to such infactuations,
For you will know when you find your true love,
I haven't till now, so dont ask me how!
the end.
posted by Subro @ 7:54 AM
7 comments
7 Comments:
super subro... very rythmic.. sollavay illa...
BTW, Indha advice yaaarukku?
What lovely voice,
What elegant poise,
She had everything nice,
She was also equally wise.
loved these lines especially!!!
That poem was a slice of crap,
Almost as bad as ghetto rap,
The author thinks he's done something swell,
Read it again but beware of the smell.
@vijay: Thank you for your comments. Intha advise elarukkum thaan, enayum serthu.
@blog critic: nice rap man. Keep up the good work.
yamma yamma yamma...
Arputhama irukku.
Kavignar vijay kaadhal vanthavudan kavithai ezhutha aarambichaar. Neenga eppadi.
@shan: Ofcourse there were times when I was falling for love. Aanaal that was infactuation. I will write another poem if I find true love ;)
mm.. And you never told us abt ur
infactuations mm...
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