I love...I love...I love to sing,
my feets tap to the music, ting-a-ling-ling.
I love...I love...I love to dream,
...
All the time I think of you,
but the thoughts remain in me...
They provide a crimson hue,
to almost everything I see...
...
i am just a normal teenage girl...)
I Love...
I love...I love...I love to sing,
my feets tap to the music, ting-a-ling-ling.
I love...I love...I love to dream,
that the world is serene enveloped by a cosy stream.
I love...I love...I love everybody whom I meet,
for everyone's special with a different style to greet.
I love...I love...I love secrecy,
because it brings people closer and develops privacy.
I love...I love...I love to listen to my heart,
as the mind's always diplomatic and causes one to depart.
I love...I love...I love to try,
to help everyone in need so that nobody could cry.
I love...I love...I love reading books,
since they provide me knowledge about great people and crooks.
I love...I love...I love to learn from my mistakes,
it scars my memory for eternity and prevents repetition-whatever it takes.
I love...I love...I love to enjoy every moment,
for life is very short with so many things to experiment.
I love...I love...I love to meditate,
it rejoices my senses and helps me concentrate.
I love...I love...I love to go wild,
as it gives me immense pleasure and the innocence of a child.
I love...I love...I love to draw and paint,
it projects a picture of my thoughts with colours bright or faint.
hey priya ur poem ws jus superb trust me