Him

By Nagadevara Sri Deepthi

Will my day dreams,

ever become his dreams?.

Just like I go onto the cloud 9,

hoping that he would be mine.

He's so smart,

Just like an art.

We were always THE BEST,

but confessing him is a test.

The time has come,

but it was too late.

Thought I gained his trust,

But it was just rust.

I lost all the hope,

but an angel threw a rope.

It was all a misunderstanding,

which now turned out to be understanding.

By Nagadevara Sri Deepthi