She flows and she rhymes
She sizzles, perplexes and captures my mind
No simile for smiles
No metaphor for eyes
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As if I am drenched in sweat and tiredness on a hot summer day,
And a sudden cool breeze caressed me to my dearest hale.
As if I was sick and bored and amidst the most dullest site,
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Her every move is a puzzle, a craft,
But thinking is not an ability of my heart.
I am all fastened in her thought,
She doesn’t reveal –if there is a knot!
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Alone and void, but not bored
Lofty and assured, having been cajoled?
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Has anybody had the glimpse of heaven?
The Spring in God’s orchid, fruits and flowers laden?
A girl in my life made this happen.
Arduous it is to ascertain, what cradled the spark,
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I don’t care for your love’ -when you promulgated,
Felt destituted of life and my heart was strangulated,
I managed to hold on, the breath was sinking,
And somehow squeezed and let out a smile, but so flickering.
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