Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

Enemy of love

First date under crescent moon
red rose, ring box and red balloon,
That was an amazing feeling
I was alone there with my king.



 Front seat  of open top car
                            
 He was touching my flying hair,  

 We  were in long driving 
 
 Prefect  weather, cold fresh air .
     


 Between the woods, paved road

 relaxing sound of bird chirping,

 Some roars in miles away

 I was singing, We were enjoying. 


                                                                                          Right after the story begins,
There was a tragic ending,
The villain of my love story
Waking alarm was ringing.


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