Wednesday, 3 November 2010

A TRAP

He had an impish smile...
Drowning me was his silent mission
 I was attracted by the  passion
 With a void black hole of amusement ..
The words of him were serene 
No disguise of thoughts
Slowly and steadily he proceeded
I was his prey
which I never want to  repel
Is the other name of his is LOVE?

shammi muthuvel



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