Classic Poet -- aesthetic beauty of thy shall pass
withered and collapsed over the time
thou shall not remain ever as divine
must leave your crown and be mine
Girl-- I would have been your's
in love , would have touched stars
long had I been searching for a clue failed, as I couldn't get you at all
Classic Poet--golden thy face glows in heart
piercing eyes, like bleaking thunder in sky
don't thy ignore,the volcano inside
thou might repent later and cry
Girl--did something hit you
or you were always like this
bombarding jargons on me
I'll run like a horse away from you and shall always remain free
Manisha