Beauty of her

What a beauty she is,

like what exactly i have dreamt of

The cold night was when I first saw her,

like what suddenly i have felt for

She is kind, she is pretty, her eyes are made of crystal,

with all the love she has, she can make everyone giggle

There is this hope residing in her eyes,

maybe the crystal is to be blamed for having this hope that lies

She is brave, she is selfless, her soul belong to this universe,

with all the thoughts she has, she cogitates that she makes everything worse

and this is me, dumb, weird, emotionally battered kid, who believes in her,

knowing the fact that she will get hurt in life, leaving behind some scars

and this is me again, strong, perspicacious, thoughtful kid, who believes in her,

knowing the fact that she will rise with the nerves of steel, leaving behind the fear

Oh Darling, don’t let your eyes fall for the trap

with the flowing drops of water,

Oh Sweet love, even if you cry,

I will sing you a song with my guitar

So maybe one day, we will meet at some place,

I will look at you, with my eyes full of grace

and recite,