The Girl in the Pink
I woke up early in the morning
with an illusion of dreaming
My eyes didn't blink
looking at the Girl in the Pink
Continue this :)
with an illusion of dreaming
My eyes didn't blink
looking at the Girl in the Pink
Continue this :)
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couldnt help but giving a wink..
i ran to write a poem in ink..
read the peom and ran to the sink..
i was there glancing
at the way she was dancing
cudn't help but take a wink
lookin at the girl in the pink
I watched her moving swiftly
and my heart moved away driftly
I began to write a poem in ink
about the girl in the pink
wonderful wonderful..
my heart skips a beat
looking at her feet.
wish to have her for a drink..
she is the one in the pink..
she looked at me with a smile on her face
and waved her hand in a way of grace
this is when I think I began to think
I fell in love with the girl in the pink
whenever she comes closer
my breathe becomes heavier
it was then my heart started to shrink
with the feeling that I have on the girl in the pink
last dhi koncham thedaaga undhi,, correct cheyi.. naa gundelo anni thana aashale,, naa gunde lo na content thagguthundhi type lo
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