the beautiful damsel!!








THIS WAS MY FIRST ATTEMPT OF DOING SOMETHING DIFFERENT.....






THE BEAUTIFUL DAMSEL!!




I know flowers have fragrance,
but oh, you beautiful damsel, u r the flower of innocence .
A voice you have soft,
that makes me think about you oft,
oh,you damsel, nice and tall,
your pretty eyes say it all..
Worthy to be ur guy i may not be,
but I won't find a girl better than thee..


Oh, you goddess of beauty, you indeed, r d best
but asking u to be my valentine is my test,
oh,ye pretty maiden, though u r cute and nice,
to be my better half i cannot entice,
but a message to u i can give
treat life as sea, friends as waves, ur heart as sea-shore...
does it matter how many waves r dere in the sea,
but what matters is which one touches the sea-shore

oh, you might think
Is this copied from someone,
but no, my darling angel,
it is composed by me
for this is the least i can do for thee
oh, my cutiepie, a wish to god i'll always make
happy and lovely u shall always be,
u shall always be...........





Comments

  1. Ninad BhangleApril 23, 2008 at 10:56 AM

    this is a modified version..i think the original version was much better...it was about friendship with a beautiful girl....

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  2. AnonymousSeptember 24, 2008 at 3:46 PM

    hey dude it was awesome..................

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  3. UnknownNovember 2, 2008 at 3:48 PM

    ninad ur poems are awesome!!!!!i think u r a 21st century shakespeare in the making!!!!
    ninad and also one more comment!!

    plz change the background colour of ur blog into black!!!!!!!

    plz it will look awesome!!!!!

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  4. Ninad BhangleNovember 3, 2008 at 11:11 AM

    thnx jerrin...dat was very sweet of u to say so....but i don't deserve that much praise yaar...

    black's a very common colour..most of the blogs tht i have visited have black as background colour....so i'm sticking with this colour for the time being....

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  5. AnonymousNovember 29, 2008 at 10:14 PM

    heyy superb..never knew you were a poet..man man man!!!!! too good the best part is there is a real feel in your poems...kya baat hain vjti ke mirza ghalib.
    Tanmei

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  6. Ninad BhangleNovember 30, 2008 at 12:27 PM

    thnx, tanmei....thnx a ton...such comments frm ur side will help me write even better next time...

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