the day was wet..
n its the 1st tim in dis week v meet
forgot 2 carry a shield
plan 2 get drenched all alone in the modern field
waited for u ....its was a long hlf n hour
clock was ticking slow..gradually gt slower
i saw u commin..with a smile on ur face
the world was lit with beauty n grace
hd so many things 2 say
yet lips stitched..jus lik everyday
hesitated fingers brushing against ur's
shy eyes cdnt look at urs..
as the thunder struck u held my hand tight
amazed ,the heaven poured the tears of joy njoying this sight
the breeze was strong ..and against us
hld u tight was,stomping teh soil carcass
the walk,left my eys wet
the breeze still mks me to shiver
the ambiance i do seldom create
but nw u rnt nemore here
as i luk back i gt low
as i regret i convice maslf 2 dope
coz now u r walkin holdin anothr hand
shd hv knw the fate is never 2 be carved on the face of sand..
one of the rare genre i try...emotion...n sentiment
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