She-Her
"Some day....." I wrote like this to her, We were not good but friends of each other, That's what she perhaps thought, But for me it was definitely not. She didn't knew I was in love with her, I don't know whether it was her soul or body, Because for me it was still shady. Well whatever it may be I was attracted, To a girl who borrowed her skin from moon, Her eyes from stars and smile from a table spoon. Her heart is clear as Ganges in Gangotri And her mind is sharp like the top of an X-mas tree. Ah! Her hair, sign of extreme beauty, Not quite long but black and silky. Melody of a sitar and pitch of a flute, Both come together and made her voice cute. I'm not born to see god so let it be her, I would love to spend all our life together. Never got a chance to spend time neither to talk, Oh yeah! I was absolutely not supported by my clock. Or I had many but never pulled up 'Cause I thought I'll get t