“It was joke” she whispered
I could hear it as murmured
She was opening little mouth
It was plain and naked truth
My life was under smoke
I gave you hint and spoke
Yet you failed to grasp
It was certainly last laugh
I was listening to her
She was adding lies to bother
A no stage she spoke in clear terms
Now she was making different turn
“Why did you pick on me”? I turned wild
She remained calm and mild
I was shivering with her cold approach
She remained same and offered nothing as such
I had spoken about moon and stars
Moments before they remained near and dear
She broke the silence to push me away
I could think of nothing to find way
Yes, she might have point to prove
I thought for a while and did not disprove
It appealed me less now as road clearly was laid open
Now to talk about relation was simple fun
I thought of an illusory world
I was detached now from lovely fold
She dashed me on the barren ground
Love was again to be found
Sorry Michelle MattesLess than a minute ago It just didn't speak to me. It didn't reach out and grab my attention.
Ultra Violet Jokes are awesome, aren't they. ^-^
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Preeti Sabhar.. My life was under smoke I gave you hint and spoke Yet you failed to grasp It was certainly last laugh
Elzbieta Kry.. very..... nice....... dziekuje...
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“It was joke” she whispered I could hear it as murmured