Roses too have thorns and Bushes too have pretty flowers...... Life is a journey not a destination.... Just keep moving... I am a girl of thirteens (student in St Fidelis Sr Sec School Aligarh)..... I am little crazy for poetry...
THE LAST KISS WITH DEATH... The haunting, inimical sound of padded hooves Was my alacrity last midnight Something in inebriation of fail accompli The goad inchoating for ephemeral... I fully aghast went cray in demeanor Perplexed to see that adorb tramp With thunder, gale and avalanche She jerked, scramble to make me cowed... She had a invitation for solemn But I was full of conformism With dint and detest I averted And asked her to pardon me... Like a soloist with warble She reprimanded and dabbed me With the warm and cuddle hug She kissed me on my lips... This byous act of feisty from her Made me slump on her woo With speculating exhilaration We tied the knot with each other...
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