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Vishal Sharma Aug 2013
not a flower or tree
Much prettier than that
and only I can see

Loving and caring
right down to the core
Filling me with happiness
and so much more

Eyes are so stunning
I can't look away
Gorgeous and shining
I'm here to stay

Here in your arms
is where I belong
The beating of your heart
is like a song
Vishal Sharma Aug 2013
I may not be a millionaire for the
rest of the world
but in my lover's eyes I am
worth more than that
I may not be the wisest for the
scholars present here
but in my lover's eyes I have
more wisdom than the rest
I may not be the smartest of the
smart folks here
but in my lover's eyes I might be
more than Tom Cruise! !
my pocket will be empty never
will be my heart
everyday seeing your face,
feeling you, my days start
I may not be able to provide you
this world's glimpse
but I have a million kisses for
your one lips
Vishal Sharma Aug 2013
we are just familiar with our great ancestors
who taught us a way to lead this beautiful life
and we are ultimately losing their faith
are we leading the life the way they imagined
they were innocent, they were pious in nature
they really taught us the reasons for our survival,
and the way we mislead them, is this a fair cheating,
yeah, surely it is, as we are not proving to be humans
and the hate virus inside us has made us a virus too
these are my captured thoughts i feel it free
whenever i look at the monkey of my apple tree.
Vishal Sharma Aug 2013
you are proving joyful, and a nice soul
have got your mind, to get your body, my goal
and know i do never play pranks on thee
my words are telling, can't you just see

i have a mind of a rainbow god chair
so there are only love spread in the air,
and you are the trophy i have won here
my search is endeed which was started last year.

and a cheerful  red cheeks rose are you
who knows the reason why sky is blue
and who has stick my heart with a glue
and the bond that is natural, the bond that is true,

please answer me before going out of sight,
are you the same angel I saw last night?
Vishal Sharma Aug 2013
life takes many forms
many shapes and sizes
choose the one fits you the best
make this judgement not in haste
whether in slums
or in palace
whether in BMW
or in auto
whether your clothes are branded
or not
matters a trifle.

if you born poor
not your mistake
if you die poor,
certainly
your mistake.

life has twists and turns
nothing back returns
thus prison your precious life
in an autobiography.
Vishal Sharma Nov 2016
Let me make a man of destiny rather a fantasy
Baby.! Miles a run for you, the ocean the symphony
My heart beat dies not getting my baby cute looks
Yeah..! You are the one, the one for whom my heart is on tanterhooks.

Such a blue ocean it is for you my darling.
And truth be told I want to hold your hand to hold that sweet white foam.
And comb out that sweet sorrow.
Let's make tomorrow be our journey

White unicorns for you I would buy,
In this lovely world, let me be the only guy,
Who can sing for you his ***** melodies,
Songs bettles sing, words of the buzzing bees.

For every rose has dark center.
Such a graceful center you hold, with your sweet twirling dresses.
I want to hold you so very close next to this spring ocean bay.
I hope that is okay with you? my sweet spring flower.

Your words make my mind dance
My heart skips a beat on every glance
My sweetheart, Would you want to be my Queen,
Away from the crowd, we would make our house
Over the mountain top, filled with sunflowers.

Oh how treasurable this vast island of mountains and sunflowers will be.
So bright and full of light.
A yellow butterfly that lands on that sweet sunflower.
How I miss your so very delicate wings.
Kissing your sweet bright wing as you flutter way dancing in rays of sun.

My heart would be honoured to get you my wife,
I am in the kitchen cooking things you like
My love is growing red and dark with pleasure
Just your steps and I would be a better man, for sure.

For this is my cue to be so close to you.
To hold you even when our lust fire has gotten out of control. Let us dance
this fire passion.
Just follow the steps of your hear dear.

Songs may praise you eyes, heart stuck at you
Your moves, those curves, your beats are true
Rather my love increases every second
I will even love you when your hair grows old.

Let the stars be are time watch, let us count the stars.
Let us sing songs of love under this bright full moon.
For the moon is our home, and I want to take to where there is beauty.
Vishal Sharma Aug 2013
where were you till now
seeing whom one says wow
made for me still in dark
loves me but upto the mark

believe me and i will
even,jumps of the hill
love you and your body
statement not to be said to everybody

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