My Love - Poem by Pratap N
>I was her first in oberoi hotel,
She was an absolute angel.
Her sparkling eyes sent me to loma,
a type of love coma.
My heart melted like an ice berg floating in molten lava.
My mind was full of thought,
but my tongue was tied with a knot.
England, my love went back,
leaving my life, and making it black.
I felt and saw only her, ever where
still with an heart hoping to meet her somewhere.
I wish things were different,
I wish the world was smaller,
I just wish, my wish to come true....................
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