Shi.... Is the one, Who has won,
My Heart, my Mind and My Soul.
Beauty like ANGEL, heart of Gold, so Pure,
I saw, we met, Shi.... swept me off the floor.
The Eyes, the looks, the walk the grace,
Depth in her voice, a heavenly sheen on her face.
Flattering of the eyelids, sharpness of the eyebrows,
With time beauty fades, for ANGELS it grows.
Why me? What's in me? Shi.... asks!
I smile, Shi.... always makes me, I reply..
If people love for reason, let them be,
Love's a feeling, i feel it only with Shi....
Shi.... has to, if Shi.... comes, asks me to if I am there, Go...
I am persistent, I always answer No..........
I'm all her's, Shi.... isn't a fraction mine, I feel happy for her, for me Shi.... feel sad,
Tell me of either two, who is mad, who is mad......?
24th oct 09 04: 50PM
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem