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Auto-rickshaw
The seats ready
to be filled by 4
beautiful passengers ,
Nobody know who's
gonna seat,
It was a beautiful mystery
as I was always curious to know,
quite luckily,
a girl sat next beside me,
I was clueless in start,
but as the moment passed by,
my eye caught the glance,
Autumn already started,
but she blessed
making it more special
Damn, she was beautiful
my body already started
to feel goosebumps
If she was a singer,
I would love to pay
so to visit her shows
just to see her beautiful glimpse
even I had to travel in thousands of kilometre
Because I read
when you're good at something,
never do it for free
I applied this principle in my chemistry
The rickshaw started moving,
Everyone was determined to reach destinations
Everytime the tyre moved
onto the dangerous road,
Our bodies felt a touch
like a love at first sight
like an attraction between
south and the North Pole
Like a gulf of Alaska
where two oceans meet but never collide
My eyes played hide and seek
Everytime,
when I saw her in that mirror
which the rickshaw had at its corners
It was the 30th minute journey
which I would always cherish in my life.
© Peter_writes
to be filled by 4
beautiful passengers ,
Nobody know who's
gonna seat,
It was a beautiful mystery
as I was always curious to know,
quite luckily,
a girl sat next beside me,
I was clueless in start,
but as the moment passed by,
my eye caught the glance,
Autumn already started,
but she blessed
making it more special
Damn, she was beautiful
my body already started
to feel goosebumps
If she was a singer,
I would love to pay
so to visit her shows
just to see her beautiful glimpse
even I had to travel in thousands of kilometre
Because I read
when you're good at something,
never do it for free
I applied this principle in my chemistry
The rickshaw started moving,
Everyone was determined to reach destinations
Everytime the tyre moved
onto the dangerous road,
Our bodies felt a touch
like a love at first sight
like an attraction between
south and the North Pole
Like a gulf of Alaska
where two oceans meet but never collide
My eyes played hide and seek
Everytime,
when I saw her in that mirror
which the rickshaw had at its corners
It was the 30th minute journey
which I would always cherish in my life.
© Peter_writes
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