Roses’ are meant to smell sweet so I chose one and move around;
Very night when I dream of her in my Sleep,
I saw an Angel pulling out all the secrets from my Deep;
Whispering to me she said ‘come to me I will show you my world’
‘Twinkling Stars, Deep blue sky, Diamond and Pearls’
Holding hands together we move ahead;
N with little heed from the book of beauty under my bed,
I carved out the innocence and seduce on her face.
I wish this night to never End;
Same Moon on the same Sky and the tender touch of her hairs.
Undertone she said ‘I have to go’
I spelled bound numb, but my heart yell ‘No’
She just flyby like a flash of light that nobody can hold;
Leaving me alone and screaming,
N I woke up with a jerk…dam Again I was Dreaming……
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
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3 comments:
Well, now you know you weren't. And, umm, it's 'sweet' not 'sweat' in the first line. :)
even the sweat of rosses are bottled as perfume..nyway correction done
man...y good things hapns in dream only....;-0
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