UNINVITED,

You walk in our lives;

CONFIDENCE,

Evidently there.

HYPNOTIC,

The look in your eyes;

ITS MORE,

Than we can bear!

ITS You,

Who turns crushes in love,

ITS You,

Who makes us want;

ITS You,

Who melts us from inside,

TO Whom,

We wanna flaunt!

YOU, A-typical Casanova,

Look, what you have done.

Putting girls like me, in misery,

Seems like your type of fun.

YOU, put a demure-shy image

That, takes our breath away.

And then you have the flirty talks,

Which make our hearts to sway.

YOU, A-typical Casanova,

Who blames it all on us.

Melts, then breaks our hearts,

As you walk along,

Making us ready to cuss.

Unsure of my future,

I wandered around.

Was walking aimlessly

and BAM! I fell on the ground!

Mesmerized by his eyes,

smitten by his talk,

dazed by his kisses,

I dream as I walk.

I dreamed with him,

I dreamed alone.

NO! No, he was no

Sylvester Stallone.

But he had my heart,

and I guess,

that's a good start!

I was in love, I thought,

Hell! I sure do was!

He loved me, he kept saying,

then temme the break cause..

I scream, I yell,

Am falling apart.

Keeping a boyfriend

sure seems an art!

I have failed once more,

ended with heart-slain.

My heart bleeds...

...Oh! So once again!!!

In the quilt of life,

We sew many patches.

Many colours interwoven,

With lots of facets.

The patches stitched

Not always in harmony;

They remind us the moments,

But not always a ceremony.

So,

Will you, I ask

Take my offer?

Will you, I ask,

Be the new duffer?

Will you, I ask

Be a patch in my quilt??

I have got

The gleaming moon lights,

And also some

Very bright sunny nights.

There is flattery,

Praises and appreciations.

No prizes there,

But lots of consolations.

So,

Will you, I ask

Take my offering?

Will you, I ask

Not wait till buffering?

Will you, I ask

Be a patch in my quilt?

Will you be a

Patch in my quilt?

Add a new colour,

A different shade to it?

Will you???