Thursday 23 April 2015

Let her bee

Well I imagine the first ray of light...
Is tat coz ure white...

Or it was but a dark.. surreal night..
That passed in front of sight.

You, the laughing breeze..
You, that carefree ease...

Ur sound..
The world would freeze...
Smiling world,
 say cheese..

Forget the day..
Remember d week..

The way she flows..
Valiant
meek..

Gulaab jamoon ..

Wen she says..
Its like a spell..
For happy days..

Magic is she...
The queen bee..
World, please let her be.


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