I praise her beauty
As she is very much smiley
She sands super among millions
Best ever as my companion
I used to ask her
About secret colors in feather
She will burst in open
I shall straight away feel presence in heaven
"No I am not your inspiration"
She is afraid of even sacred relation
Even though she remains angry at slight love talk
She may lose head and start to walk
I am her real eye catcher
I openly said as stage actor
"Are you listening my true love"?
She will hesitantly withdraw and refuse to believe
"What shall I do to convince" I will start teasing
"Not at all, I am lest with chance" with anger she shall be releasing
I will not pursue more and go slow
She will then go away as winds blow
trying to win love Just Ludy38 minutes ago and not finding the right aproach, I guess... Nicely done! Comment +1
Not my style Becky Stilwell39 minutes ago This poem is a little difficult to follow, but it has great promise. Keep it up!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good Scott Macleod40 minutes ago Good poem Comment +1