A girl residing on a
foreign land,
A boy smiling looking at Indian sand,
They both knew each other when they were in learning phase,
They boy accepted the distance when love was also in race.
She for whom he smiled during midnight,
Even today is not aware that her presence is termed as lovely sight,
Chasing the life they both reached a stage,
Where boy wanted her also to be part of his image,
Girl being unknown cannot be blamed,
Boy who was busy building life got late and thus could not claim.
A boy smiling looking at Indian sand,
They both knew each other when they were in learning phase,
They boy accepted the distance when love was also in race.
She for whom he smiled during midnight,
Even today is not aware that her presence is termed as lovely sight,
Chasing the life they both reached a stage,
Where boy wanted her also to be part of his image,
Girl being unknown cannot be blamed,
Boy who was busy building life got late and thus could not claim.
Suddenly they got a
blue coloured platform to chat,
And from there the saga of love got the meaningful hat,
Boy now knows that her girl is not his now,
But its tough for him to imagine without her; his show.
And from there the saga of love got the meaningful hat,
Boy now knows that her girl is not his now,
But its tough for him to imagine without her; his show.
They met one
afternoon, when clock was moving around 4,
She, the princess came in beautiful red blue clothe,
He was eagerly waiting for her at the coffee shop,
And his eyes got stagnant on her when she entered,
And shop got a lovely knock.
She, the princess came in beautiful red blue clothe,
He was eagerly waiting for her at the coffee shop,
And his eyes got stagnant on her when she entered,
And shop got a lovely knock.
He was mesmerized
looking at her girl,
And became speechless for a while,
She came in silence and got settled in style,
He wanted to open his heart and speak up,
And suddenly his eyes opened up,
It was dream which he lived actually.
And became speechless for a while,
She came in silence and got settled in style,
He wanted to open his heart and speak up,
And suddenly his eyes opened up,
It was dream which he lived actually.
This is how incomplete
dream was lived
He smiled thinking “It’s a DATE”
He smiled thinking “It’s a DATE”
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