Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. - Robert Frost
Monday, February 14, 2011
Let's walk down . . . .
Lets walk down the memory lane,
Lets chase some fun and forget every pain. . . .
Lets remove every doubt and every lie,
Lets cuddle each other, please don't deny. . . .
Lets dance endlessly into this night,
With sparkling stars as our guests and moon be the spotlight. . . .
Let me hold you close and look in your beautiful eyes,
I want your eternal loving for my entire life. . . .
Let me bow before you and ask with pride,
You're my ideal girl, will you be my Bride?
Labels:
Bilal lashari,
Ground benath her feet,
hopes,
Love,
Pakistan,
poem,
valentine
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