Thursday, 15 December 2011

Blink or Wink

Under that lamp post
Was the starter, by that icy lake
When a girl with cross
On her shoulder, around her neck

Accompanied by light at that night
I saw her from a side
I caught a mysterious sight
Was this feeling wrong or right?

I saw she winked at me
Or was she blinked only
Because I got only one side to see
While she was standing there, lonely

After that, I greeted her
But she ran with her high heels
Leaving the spot to beware
From a stranger of the lake next to hill

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