From diamonds she was mold
More valuable than silver and gold.
Her cheeks so soft
Many wish to get a kiss.
In my heart she lights
Her beauty cannot be defined.
The way she looks at me
Can't be explained in a word.
Her cute smile,
Makes me melt.
I still remember
Those Chubby Cheeks,
I used to play with.
And hold her lips shut
between my fingers.
The day was here
Where the paths were different
Dreams Shattered,
And the hope fades..
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By Vivek
©Vivek.97
©Rottenmach
Categories: Poems

Vivek Singh

Vivek is a blogger, builder of things by passion and handles the situation like pro. You’ll usually find him talking about technology, music, travel, automobiles and the game of Life, when not busy writing or speeding his way through the country!

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