She looked up ,
her flushed face so eager.
Its time for him to arrive,
their awaited little get-together.
Oh! Don't leave Dark cloud!
There must be a shower.
But she never met Him, the rain
The poor little flower.
*whistles* u r becoming marvelous-er and marvelous-er day by day...
heey akila!..thats fantastic..a small word of praise for u in deutsch.."wunderbar!!!!!!!!":)))keep givin us such great poems!
....... a gd o.henry twist @ d end f poem... nice 1111...... :)
wow!
aiyo aiyo!!!!! hmmmmmm super....... gr8 imagination!!! start writin romantic poems tooooooooo!!!!!!!
That is just awesome... Your style is seen in this cute lines. You say whatever you feel in your poems and blame as if a flower or nature is saying it huh??!??! :) Good work!
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*whistles* u r becoming marvelous-er and marvelous-er day by day...
heey akila!..thats fantastic..a small word of praise for u in deutsch..
"wunderbar!!!!!!!!"
:)))
keep givin us such great poems!
....... a gd o.henry twist @ d end f poem... nice 1111...... :)
wow!
aiyo aiyo!!!!! hmmmmmm super....... gr8 imagination!!! start writin romantic poems tooooooooo!!!!!!!
That is just awesome... Your style is seen in this cute lines. You say whatever you feel in your poems and blame as if a flower or nature is saying it huh??!??! :) Good work!
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