Emma Rose

You call me someone's wife
or address me a prostitute
Both are not given rights
And respect.
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Before calling you up
there's always a kind of excitement
something unknown,
something very sweet.
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I am a fool, an idiot.
Don't even know how to show you my love,
how to say That
I am wounded badly
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Now i have no tears,
no more fears.
I am free to love you
the way i want,
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I met a girl named 'Asha'.
The light brown eyes of her
don't let me sleep at night,
keep haunting in my mind.
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I met those unfortunate destitutes again,

talked to them
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Days are passing
but i m counting even minutes
and falling more
and more
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Its only love,
Only Love..
that i can give you.
It is Immortal, Endless
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Waiting for a Ray..
A Way..
Which would take me along with it.
But waitings are Endless
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once on a early winter morning
i picked up my scooty
was riding on the city roads
i saw..
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This heart.
This criminal heart
The wicked one
idiot and crimson
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It all started in air
a sweet-little
ten-day long affair.
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I felt offended.

I felt disgusted.
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She knows no Sunday
Everyday is a Monday
No fixed official working hours.
Every hour - An emergency
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The tears i cried
didn't go futile
were not worthless emotions
became pearl of commotion
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you carry diamonds
in two cracked open balls
which no one can see
except thee
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A tear
rolled
and trickled
down my cheek;
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I didn't say a word
not a single sigh
when you pierced
me with your lie.
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i still could not laugh the laughter in me
i still could not laugh wholeheartedly
yes, now i too have friends
other than you
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