Swooned Poem by Sivashanmugam Shanmugam
Swooned
I was guessing about the concluding night
Since being puzzling, am it's dame or angel
Veins were passed the blood in a speedy way
And my heart had produced ticktock soundly
The dark ended with an angel's heavenly
Curling hair where looks like the crescent
Her chubby face turned as a gold lotus
Unparalleled beauty I have ever witnessed
I keep my sight on her awesome with tight!
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