she wants to study she also wants to have her best buddy she also wants to play she also wants to do art with clay she also wants a sweet sleep she also wants to roam around in a jeep she also wants frendzz to enjoy the life full of bends she also wants to enjoy the food she also wants some one to rejoice her mood its her age to have a groom instead of,in her hand, a broom help her to live her life full of rides and no rife
Doing something new is what i love to do. Poetry is one of them. Neither much interested in reading all the poems nor do i have much knowledge about literature. But i write what i think. My heart holds my pen, not my hands. Welcome to the random yet colorful world of shubham.
Upon my visiting a steep rocky hill, I saw her- strange, candid and very simple; Falling apart from the lip-stick beauty; From insane odors; from the tog’s divinity – A natural doll, she’s a spirited jill. The rustic cast was
I was there alone trying to convince myself a lie Somebody came from no-where and made my heart fly. Even without her, I was thinking that I was happy But I was forgetting that key to all my happiness was
Outside my rain pours, inside your heart weeps More than a breathe in your mistress reeks Girdle me all along, I wanna divest in your cape Where I can probe for the measures of your step The day you assert,