The Shy Poet
I wonder how will I know
Know if she loves me
If she will accept me
What if am rejected ?
Sure I will be affected
What if am accepted ?
And am given a chance
But am that shy poet
This lady
The source of my sleepless nights
The astonishing beauty
Her smiles are more warmer
Her eyes are glowing than stars
Her mouth slightly oval so perfect
Her lips need no lipstick
She is not a rose flower
She has no thorns
The famous lady in campus
The miss University
The sexiest lady in the city
Her skin tone makes you speechless
Shaking her hand makes you hopeless
Her hugs could make you feel homeless
But am that shy poet
How will I tell her
I can fight hundred men
But her eyes alone makes me weak
Her calm nature
Makes it harder
Her next to me I can't control my bladder
How will I know if she loves me
I want more than her company
I want more than her hugs
I want more than I just want more
But am that shy poet
Her beauty I doubt if she was born
So flexible I doubt if she has a bone
She is so friendly but I want more
But am that shy poet