If my professor asks me
then i would say that
my favourite language
Is language of romance and love
If so then the dictionary Is probably
You~ .
And...... my favourite author would be your
Parents ,
roses are red sky is blue
And i would be the poet
To rhyme in that language
Written in the book the
book is you
Where as my friends are
already calling
me a book nerd
What are you reading steve?
-The same chapter of love life....sir
there is ..
no variation ~
Wanting to
Build a relation
Like that of between
William
Shakespeare and
Imagination
And
Relation
Between pain
And infatuation
Violets are growing
But
Roses seems dry
I am seeking for you
Notice me
Senpai~
I am noticing
You too
Not for a moment
But for a while
Meanwhile
Roses are growing
violets are
blue
Roses are beautiful
Just like
you
.......
~Where as~
The roses of memories
i hide
from everyone
Cuts me
because they
have a lot of thorns of broken expectations offered
by you
and the roses are
Dead the violets as well
Every single poem someway
Ending up with you
The roses are drying
Outside I am smiling
Yes i am beaming
But the heart is crying
Because of attachments
Because of you ~
Roses are dry
the lake full of memories
Is ultimately
dry too
Roses have wilted
the violets are
too
But
Tenacity of a poet
Injected into my bloodstream
Poured over my heart
Because of you~
Yeah because of you
But
Once
Again the violets are
growing Roses of prosperity are
blossoming &
these poetic skills
are too~
(Upgradation of infatuation poem)
-Rishab
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