poem

 The look of his face,

while absurdly complimenting his girl,

reflecting a grim slim smile.

Adding a texture to the shy face,


At that constant moment,

he was the euphoric men to dwell,

for he syntheses abyss aura of love. 

Love; for the girl he adore afar.


Amid the trigger thoughts,

woke the reality of own world,

where seldom ray could penetrate,

only to meet a faithful end.




 

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