Comments about Kranti Kishore
Come, talk to me girl,
coz of you my knees go whirl;
Them crazy hazel eyes make me weak,
Flicks my nerve, burns my creek.
The radiant smile glows so fine,
Are you my little miss sunshine?
My heartbeat skips at your every blink,
Goes out of sync, swooshes down the sink.
The clanks of your spike-heel kill me,
Bubbly blood froths up a sweet alchemy;
Your curls sway in the gentle breeze,
Drives me smash with naughty ease.
I wish to hush-hush in your nimble ear,
Say all prety things you love to hear;
On the stairway to moon we could ...