I do believe that there couldn't be anything,
Present or past or even in the days to come,
Which match the **** contours of her neck.
Slim & young it got me hooked for lifelong,
It is just as some branch of the mango tree,
As the tree it bears vivid fruits of her face..
A short story of the luck fruits is necessary,
Be it her sweetest voice or her saltier tears,
I relish it all and I receive it as the dainty...
Feb 22, 2014
Feb 22, 2014 at 3:49 AM UTC
I do believe that there couldn't be anything,
Present or past or even in the days to come,
Which match the **** contours of her neck.
Slim & young it got me hooked for lifelong,
It is just as some branch of the mango tree,
As the tree it bears vivid fruits of her face..
A short story of the luck fruits is necessary,
Be it her sweetest voice or her saltier tears,
I relish it all and I receive it as the dainty...
My HP Poem #539
©Atul Kaushal
