The balcony girl
I sit on my table to get some work done;
My gaze wanders through my window;
And there she is,sitting motionless;
The Balcony Girl;
She loves to toss her hair in the sunlight;
But it's her smile that makes me give up all my fight;
My pen,long stopped,is kept on the desk;
My heart starts beating loudly in my chest;
Her carefree demeanor,her charming smile;
Makes my life in this hell a little worthwhile;
She looks my way every now and then;
Her eyes so shiny that could dazzle all men;
Whenever I drift down the memory lane;
I can still see you smile balcony girl;
I'm too much of coward to ask your name 'tis true;
But all my little rhymes are dedicated to you;
My charming--->Balcony Girl
You see i could never ask her name,Nor could I get a picture of her.All i knew was that she lived in front of my room.I had plenty of such experiences which are presented on the sister blog .Please do give a visit.
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