From where I am, I am crushing on you,
Heart beats fast, emotions so true.
Your smile, a beacon in life's dark hue, In every thought, I am drawn to you.
If we were together, what would we do?
Hand in hand, exploring paths anew.
Build castles of dreams, skies so blue,
Creating memories, just me and you.
Love's journey, with its ups and downs,
......
Papa said, Son, you've got to face your book'
But here I am lavishing my time on Facebook.
Damsels here and there, I poked and chatted up,
Ignorant of the fill-up of my own cup.
'We can meet up for some great fun tonight, innit?'
My words to her alone, unknown that she was a spirit.
I had a future untill I met this Jezebelous witch,
Today here I am stuck as a bitch.
......
Lasses in learning uniforms,
Lads in barrack uniforms,
Ridiculing the art of love.
Did you think Solomon was a saint?
Jacob in Esau's clothing, Mary in Jezebel's outfit,
How on earth did they even think they'd fit?
I'd journeyed through life's lily
And have seen hell, no willy-nilly
......
Unclad she saunters,
Surrounded by waters.
She is beclouded by felony
Yet embraced by colossal melancholy!
Unloved by the one she loves,
Now believing there are no doves,
Many a time she attempts suicide,
Wishing for the efficacy of the pesticide!
'Men are scums', she exclaims nonstop
......
From where I am, I am crushing on you,
Heart beats fast, emotions so true.
Your smile, a beacon in life's dark hue, In every thought, I am drawn to you.
If we were together, what would we do?
Hand in hand, exploring paths anew.
Build castles of dreams, skies so blue,
Creating memories, just me and you.
Love's journey, with its ups and downs,
......
Lasses in learning uniforms,
Lads in barrack uniforms,
Ridiculing the art of love.
Did you think Solomon was a saint?
Jacob in Esau's clothing, Mary in Jezebel's outfit,
How on earth did they even think they'd fit?
I'd journeyed through life's lily
And have seen hell, no willy-nilly
......
Papa said, Son, you've got to face your book'
But here I am lavishing my time on Facebook.
Damsels here and there, I poked and chatted up,
Ignorant of the fill-up of my own cup.
'We can meet up for some great fun tonight, innit?'
My words to her alone, unknown that she was a spirit.
I had a future untill I met this Jezebelous witch,
Today here I am stuck as a bitch.
......
Unclad she saunters,
Surrounded by waters.
She is beclouded by felony
Yet embraced by colossal melancholy!
Unloved by the one she loves,
Now believing there are no doves,
Many a time she attempts suicide,
Wishing for the efficacy of the pesticide!
'Men are scums', she exclaims nonstop
......