Thursday, 23 June 2011

Poem on Love

Love is a sweet gift of God
I have fallen in love my Lord
Everything seems to be beautiful and charming
I wonder if this is a warning
Day dreaming is a regular feature of mine
Love tastes like pure wine
Everytime I try to study
She surrounds me like a buddy
The book seems to resemble her face
I think I have already lost this race
All formulas look like words of love letter
I think I could better
Someone says ‘wake up’ dear
It tells me that studies are more near
I am not even spared at night
I think I have no future bright
She disturbs me in my dreams
And makes me sleep in grass green
This is my routine nowadays
And I wish her happiness always.

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