I know a gal
She puts the color inside of my world
Shez just like a maze
And she frowns, at every wrong step I take.
Its weird, how she makes me feel a winner
And the very next day,
I feel I m grossly inadequate.
She , has her own rules
But then my heart , she rules
I can get sad about how she behaves
But then, i don't have a say
She, She has a smile
Ohh wat a smile
Ohh wat a smile
I cud go on for a while.
I know a girl
She puts the color inside of my world
Shez just like a maze
And she frowns, at every wrong step I take.
Oh she frowns , a lot of times.
2 comments:
Thats really a sweet poem:)
Thrill of delight fades the frowns,
as verses flow from soulful cons.
Too late it is,was tryin to trace,
what makes you a winner:
more smiles or a smiling mind's embrace !
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