Aren’t you quite like the rainy day?
That very day, with enormous clouds at bay;
Too lazy were they, to waft past,
However, I ne’er wished to lose them fast
Oops, don’t you hate the drizzle and puddles?
Swear I, they won’t ever pose you as hurdles!
I can’t let the chauffeur drive you,
To the wintry den, across autumn’s gate…
For, you are more lovely and more temperate.
And let alone summer, all hell will break lose,
If that’s what you plan to choose!
If I were seeded as lowly as the plain,
You seated much above, in the heaven
Yet should the thoughts of me
Against all odds, ascend to heaven
In honour of my love, to tie the cords!
Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 12:45 PM UTC
Aren’t you quite like the rainy day?
That very day, with enormous clouds at bay;
Too lazy were they, to waft past,
However, I ne’er wished to lose them fast
Oops, don’t you hate the drizzle and puddles?
Swear I, they won’t ever pose you as hurdles!
I can’t let the chauffeur drive you,
To the wintry den, across autumn’s gate…
For, you are more lovely and more temperate.
And let alone summer, all hell will break lose,
If that’s what you plan to choose!
If I were seeded as lowly as the plain,
You seated much above, in the heaven
Yet should the thoughts of me
Against all odds, ascend to heaven
In honour of my love, to tie the cords!
I planned on something new... Nd why not make this poem an epitome of that newness...keep following fr the upcoming parts...
