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AkshayGoodOne
Guest
Well, I'll have to admit...I write poetry as well 
. I don't write as frequently, but before being here, I was kinda nerd-like and was seriously procuring a passion for writing. So, here is one from the treasure trove of past feelings.
1.
It astounds me to tell you,
I'm bound in a spell too
I can't say, my words flay
my thoughts, they're a lot
Entangled and Wrangled
So mangled they strangle
me, I want to highly taunt
why I daunt to humbly flaunt
them to show you I know
too the need to sow seeds
To our joys, But we're toys
To fate, Luck. I'm till date, struck
with this fact, that our pact
Might not be, to our decree.
So maybe 'No' to let you know
That its you I love as a sweet dove
Flies miles to bring smiles
To its love, from skies above.
I'll just do what to me is true
Till I deserve to finally serve
You all my life, without a strife.
My breath'd go, when you're low
And I too grow with sorrow
But It astounds me to tell you
That it sounds to me so well to.
. I don't write as frequently, but before being here, I was kinda nerd-like and was seriously procuring a passion for writing. So, here is one from the treasure trove of past feelings.1.
It astounds me to tell you,
I'm bound in a spell too
I can't say, my words flay
my thoughts, they're a lot
Entangled and Wrangled
So mangled they strangle
me, I want to highly taunt
why I daunt to humbly flaunt
them to show you I know
too the need to sow seeds
To our joys, But we're toys
To fate, Luck. I'm till date, struck
with this fact, that our pact
Might not be, to our decree.
So maybe 'No' to let you know
That its you I love as a sweet dove
Flies miles to bring smiles
To its love, from skies above.
I'll just do what to me is true
Till I deserve to finally serve
You all my life, without a strife.
My breath'd go, when you're low
And I too grow with sorrow
But It astounds me to tell you
That it sounds to me so well to.
