WORD OF A LADY
Each one , telling me to feel glad
Internally , I was feeling rued
All went wrong , that I persued
A lady meet me , in the city of Weven
Her words seems that she came from Haven
But something that I felt
Which , suppose my sadness to be melt
The words of lady are glory and Storm
As so she explained from right to wrong
Afterward , I feel something good
And that all my mistake , I understood
© Piyush Raj
( Jamshedpur , Jharkhand )
Student of Class 11, DAV NIT Jamshedpur Jharkhand
No comments:
Post a Comment