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Pratap Venkatesan Poem
She spoke his line and he spoke her line.
Together combine, they combed a line.
Curls Curls Curls became the nice new name.
No more lines and no one to blame.
He in She.. forever...
in love's lined lane.
Copyright © Pratap Venkatesan | Year Posted 2017
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Pratap Venkatesan Poem
After long... its time for dawn
the longer the wait, the loner awaits.
Bright as Light and twice as twilight...
the wait to dawn... is sure to delight.
Copyright © Pratap Venkatesan | Year Posted 2017
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Pratap Venkatesan Poem
Waking up early is her favorite part
Dozing on time is her passionate art.
Early to bed and Early to rise
She does think so very wise.
Days never the same as he came into the game
Mornings were late and nights into dates
Texts and Talks were never sore mates.
Late to bed and Late to rise
What she thinks is not once nor twice.
Loving the change... and living insane
Love is on to her..... forever.. to claim.
Copyright © Pratap Venkatesan | Year Posted 2017
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