No Strings Attached Poem by sumeet mehta

I wonder where to begin
There aint no rhyme occurring
Have gt nothing much to say
Just thoughts to mumble away

Its ur day, I knw that well
And only angels can tell
Hw blessed I am to have u
U r genuine fun and smart too

It’s been a rough 3 weeks I guess
As usual I was in a mess
And one fine day I sat on poker
Since then I feel gods on my shoulder

That’s the day I met u gurl
Interesting face and beautiful curls
U r the best thing on web world wide
Will start my dedication nw, no more jibe

I admire u anisha
U r like my guy friends
Such fun to be with
So easy to blend

I like ur witty sense
And luv ur quick humor
If u ever visited cancer hospitals
Ur sweetness wud cure their tumor

U r quiet natural
And very humble too
The comfort of a mother’s palm
And relaxation of a loo

Nw that I have started
Lemme make a confession
I often pass the day
Waiting for our poker session

I wish u be around
Bt lol we r just poker buddies
U got ur own ambition
And I got some studies

And that scares me sometimes
Of the day of doom
The day I enter zynga
And find just empty room

Bt ur my personal angel
And today is not about me
Am not attaching any strings
To my only source of glee