A boy of eighteen likes to pry
For it gives him this mad rush.
Makes his desperate friends sigh
Hush hush its just a crush.
Ditching a friend for a girl could be a fad
For there are those hanging out with her dad
Well its safe to say ' I wouldn't wanna be the one to push'
Hush hush its just a crush.
All the sane ones end up single
Either broke or rotting in something plush
Without GALS life seems to be a jingle
He now thinks " Phew it was just a crush ".
8 comments:
Nice one maan..
super like...things change wen u r 25.
hmm, its nice but could have been more refined (in my opinion)
@chandu, thanks mate
@anoop, not always dude. few things never change if u know what i mean. ;)
@astha, the poem was never meant to be refined. i wrote it in a fit. I didnt wanna revisit and make it look better. But i shall keep it in mind for my next entry. I appreciate ur suggestion.
good one, shyam; but y the negative mood...?
I thought it would be nice to make it sound controversial.
gals suthi irundhutu enra polambal :P
Tirisha illana divya ;)
anyhow u always rock at s[crib]biing.. kidding
good one :)
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