A naughty smile and pursed lips
in between the nibbles and the tiny sips
One white hair that clearly shows
A little out of shape, and this she knows
Forever wanting me to be there
and then plundering me with no stone to spare
Gifts costing her a fortune, or her priceless looks
or even when she is lost in between her books
Where ever I go where ever I roam
When I get back, she feels like home...
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Who is this person that I love
Who knows when will she come?
I only know that she’s the one
And I’ll never be the same ever
Perhaps she has no one
Will I ever really know?
How much she could really give
Will I ever really know?
Hey Bro how are you..nearing 3 yerars now, wish when will come ..a small try here to see if a can be mirza ghalib sorts.. I am in Manglore these days working with First American Corporation, US real estate information service company.
How things at your end, !!!
sunny
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