Baby your frock has so many flowers.
Though am not with you,My love is there for you.
Baby ,if I hold your hands once,
Then ,even the summer day seems like winter...
Baby,if I get a glance of you once,
Thousands of lights get en-lighted as if its a trance.
Baby , once you come into my hands,
Nor day or night,
No work no play
Not even Sunday or all the seven days
Are enough for me to look at you.
Baby,why shall I now search for a toy ?
When I have every joy.
Taking you into a Fairyland,
You and me will be hand in hand....
Though am not with you,My love is there for you.
Baby ,if I hold your hands once,
Then ,even the summer day seems like winter...
Baby,if I get a glance of you once,
Thousands of lights get en-lighted as if its a trance.
Baby , once you come into my hands,
Nor day or night,
No work no play
Not even Sunday or all the seven days
Are enough for me to look at you.
Baby,why shall I now search for a toy ?
When I have every joy.
Taking you into a Fairyland,
You and me will be hand in hand....
It's a real cute one :)
ReplyDeletethanx...:)
ReplyDeleteas sweet and as cute as u..
ReplyDeletethanx shreeman for ur sweet sweet comments.. :)
ReplyDeleteNot a well-written poem. I'm sorry, but after the masterpieces you've come up with, this one just pales in comparison. Too sweet, too sentimental, too amateur. In short, you could do better.
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