Birds fly to the neck chilly heights,
see upon with a tendering sigh
Afraid to land upon a lousy soil;
glooming in disguise
Morally corrupt are the horrifying souls,
and captivated to the sweetest rose
Rose looses its shine;
appeasing hunger which knows no bound
I know no sweetness,just a fact-
I'm a girl need life; just in case I strive..
Jul 28, 2012
Jul 28, 2012 at 2:20 AM UTC
was it a night or a gloomy day
for mates it was a reason to crave
felt great when saw a lady great
wearing a necklace of grace
nvr hav breached the fate,
her fruity floral eyes hav had serenity to captivate..
Jul 28, 2012
Jul 28, 2012 at 1:06 AM UTC