Friday, 22 January 2010

A historic affection

Seeing her twinkling eyes
I discern how she is actually kind.

My love is full of sky
Feminist that I never deny.

“Patriarchy” said me when she smiles
“Matriarchy” encouraged me while she shies.

Our love by no means turns into crime
So, both need not really cry.

We in no way consume a lie
Both of us know each of our minds
Therefore, I left all the things behind
Only I desire her love to me joined
Our affection each other becomes tied.


1 comment:

လင္းၾကယ္ျဖဴ said...

What a sorrowful cry...
May u be full of joy ,,
when she gonna full of shy,,
Just to tell you pretty lie....!!

All the best