Satya Pratik Poems

I am scared of loosing the smile of yours.
The enchanted laughter of yours.
I am scared of loving you more.
The serene face of yours.
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saw her, struck by Euphoria,
Coming to me in winter at lake Victoria.
She looked like nymph, her eyes dreamy.
I felt triumph, touching her skin creamy.
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She was there.
The fog came, the villain in-between..
But it didn't make me stop gazing in her eyes.
The mist came as my competitor... taking her in possession
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I wrote a letter to past.
To,
Dear Stupid Me,
It didn't include numbers of lottery,
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The colour of your cheeks
The slyness of your eyes
Crawling on me
Lingering on me
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A funny tale I tell,
Of a little crush,
With cheeks red blush.
I did fell hard!
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If you ask me to dive into abyss,
I would do it for you.
If you ask me for pearls,
I would do it for you.
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We,
As in you and me.
Don't have forever with each other.
I have my own forever,
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Saw her in a photo,
Her face had a different glow.
A small pressed smile,
Not one sign of guile.
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Nothing can ruin this,
This!
Which we have,
Had.
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