Pretension
PRETENSION
Her indifference was merely a facade.
Her eyes glisten in passion
but denies in pretension.
I am watching as critic since a decade.
Our unison is sure if I persuade.
I adore and carry my tingling feeling
I know she loves best,
but shows disinterest
It is high time to honor her own yearning.
Hers and mine should combine in our stepping.
Not to try to act tact showing damn denial
No need to be rough rude
She has crossed her childhood.
No need to be strict on baseless refusal.
Eager to see her in milk white dress; “Bridal”!
08/06/15
Copyright © Anisha Dutta | Year Posted 2016
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