lingo of my inner voice

Thursday, April 28, 2005


It was my only lovely passion,
the one desirable obsession,
I smelt a betrayal session,
its haunting me like 80s fashion,
now they have ruined my dear mansion,
and its hard to cope up with the frustration,
I am powerless to cross the limitations,
the fault, i haven't completed graduation,
I am crying but theres no separation,
Dream is still young; is all I want mention,
I will try again to last my temptation.

Scented Words posted by Raheel Lakhani :: 4:58 PM :: 0 Comments:

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