December 30, 2014

32. The Sunday Dating ...

The Sunday Dating ...

Till when I first saw you,
What I say, how much I was disquiet?
Till then I start loving you,
I lost my sleep, I feel stressed.


The first eye met had did some magic,
That I lost control and my heart skips a beat.
I think and tensed,
Should I become mad?

Till when I wish for you,
What I say, how much I was disquiet?


You had stolen my all sleepiness,
And give me in return this loneliness.
When your thoughts came,
They just give me pain.


Till when I got you,
What I say, how much I was disquiet?
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