In turmoil, the waves come to hit the shores
Washing all the feet, in twos, threes and fours.
Some rising high while the others stay low.
Some racing to the edge, some moving slow.
Leaving the coast of hearts, moist and warm,
Drenched in the tides, caressed by their charm.
Painting a magnum opus with a hue of maroon
In the sand that holds them away from the lagoon.
Soothing many a pebble heated by summer.
Rushing to endow the rocks with a shimmer.
Not the least unlike, you are the same instead
When you sport a cheer on those lips spread.
I'll strive to erase this distance, these miles
To plunge deep into the ocean of your smiles.
Washing all the feet, in twos, threes and fours.
Some rising high while the others stay low.
Some racing to the edge, some moving slow.
Leaving the coast of hearts, moist and warm,
Drenched in the tides, caressed by their charm.
Painting a magnum opus with a hue of maroon
In the sand that holds them away from the lagoon.
Soothing many a pebble heated by summer.
Rushing to endow the rocks with a shimmer.
Not the least unlike, you are the same instead
When you sport a cheer on those lips spread.
I'll strive to erase this distance, these miles
To plunge deep into the ocean of your smiles.
Note: All I need to do is sit in a boring lecture and wait till the eyes are lit.
5 comments:
All I need to do is sit in a boring lecture and wait till the eyes are lit.
what does tht exactly mean ?? care to explain..?
I will explain!!!
Bobli's eyes r lit when she smiles...
now, whoz this she???
Bobli, care 2 explain???
b careful, u cud b maskara's next victim.
lol naresh
oooooooo.....rahul bol re...who who...and this is what u do in the class aaa...waiting for her to smile.... /:)
and ya care 2 explain...??!!
bol re bol..
it certainly can't be that chick , coz she downright don't merit it!
com ma baby com com ma baby...
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