The D-Day

The Day where a guy feels his creativity

Where were you until today?? 

What you pulled off made it my D-day...

My eyes became pure and 

the rain started to pour!

Just when your lips looked like drying, 

Towards the Ganges I was flying... 

Just when your eyes got a dust hire, 

There I was setting the troposphere on fire... 

I'm breathing hard, 

Perhaps you should walk slower... 

And I'm thirsty in my yard, 

I'm gonna fight Poseidon to feed you water!!! 

I kneeled before my heart, 

How to bribe my dreams I googled, 

All my bitterness cast away to thwart, 

Only by you, for me to be ogled... 

- Vignesh S 

Author's Note

All kinds of feedbacks are welcome... I believe in rectifying flaws to make better products