• parshabordoloi 12w


    Sunshine came
    through my window
    And I feel like looking
    up at the canopy
    through the green leafy trees
    And my fretful desire
    wants you in my
    canvas of amity
    Then my stung out
    heart wants fidelity
    with you in the woods

    You are a primrose
    With a beautiful foliage
    Emanate mild fruity smell
    That clout me to endear u
    Angst of being remorse
    I arose from my fantasy
    And moved to the
    World of authenticity