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Thursday, April 8, 2010
A Boy, A Girl, A Fight
You got some serious explaining to do,
On why your brain over work like a shrew.
I told you that I'd be out for the day,
And you assumed that I've chucked you out of my way.
It was a surprise to see your face,
All puffed up and no smile under trace.
I wanna hug you and gather you close,
You stepped back and said adiĆ³s.
Wondering, what could be the reason,
While you kept staring, like an owl at prowling season.
Tell me why? Is your anger right?
What did I do now? you look as if you'd bite.
I don't know whether to laugh or cry,
When you began to explain with crossed eye.
So, you saw me with a girl in your dream
And you feel that you have the right to scream?
You stand there still, your lips wobbling
That was a funny pose you holding
And I am forcing myself not to rush to you
To ask after that girl, who threw your stance askew.
i know, i know :) it sucks big time... i had the urge to kill something and the only thing that was handy was my blog and English as usual :) Bear with me!
ReplyDeleteI can see the fight here. It would be better as a story than a poem.
ReplyDeleteyou are always right ajey :) thanks for the read...
ReplyDeletedifferent thought process Viji!
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