She was also an idiot,
A little lovely and a little humorous,
She had also a little proud on her beauty,
She was a little beautifully and a little shy,
Whenever I used to see her,
She used to bend her eyelids,
She started to smile and become a little shy,
She touched me with the heart,
I thought by all forgetting,
To be lost in her arms,
I thought to kiss her and to find her,
But, where does the dream come true,
Just it is limited to sleep,
When I rose everything was blank,
Neither she was there nor her feelings,
Neither I saw in her eyes nor the love begin,
Neither I got a chance to huck her nor her friendship,
Now the dream was broken and the heart also,
So now what is left to say.
~ ANKIT VERMA
I really liked ur blog..it touched my heart…very nice..
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Thank you very much
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Lovely words
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Thanks jhavinder ji
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Welcome ji
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Awesome.
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Thanks
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Pretty awesome
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The description is a kind of dream one would love not to wake up.
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Yeah that’s true
Thanks for valuable comment
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Looking forward to more great reads from your side.
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Beautiful Ankit❤
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Thanks Eliza
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Beauty piece!!!
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thanks
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