last min Poems

There was a time very stretched when I used to love her
Those were the painful days when I used to miss her
There used to be the uneasy night where I used to feel her
Now here came these days, where I simply forgot her...
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The last night was found to be attractive the next morning
She arrived in my dream later than a lengthy interval
Similar look, equal talk and the same sweet smile so far
Then, she herself identified me as my dream girl..
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I tot up the calls, i used to be given, and i overluk those days,
I ensure my inbox each day, and uncover a mammoth difference..
After a point over, a woman made my pen vertical through pain,
And its a sort of paintdat upsets u though there is triumph in ur game..
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