The Prelude Poem by Srinivas Krishna

She's slim and nice
beautiful with brown eyes
Her walk, soft and brisk
makes the boys falls in ishq

Her persuasive smile
stops my heart a while
the feelings on her face
asks me for a love race
Whenever she says 'hi'
it elevates me high

My heart wants this Miss
her lips prompts me to kiss
want to take her in hands
and doesn't mind where we stands
want to take her close
and propose

Want to lose deep in her heart
and when the instinct start
want to kiss her hard
and want to be her life guard

With all these thoughts
and dreams of knots,
I am totally in tense
with quite a new and different feel of sense
With fear and shivering suspense
I walked to her presence
and said 'I want my life to be filled with your Loving Essence: -) '