Saturday, 25 February 2017

Why this fuss, the commotion, this uproar


4.1 Why this fuss, the commotion, this uproar
       Merely it is, a madman's Extravaganza

4.2  Come evening, and she is right there
       Dressed to kill, in finest of Organza

4.3  Your knocking my door, without even a call
       Never had I expected, such a Bonanza

4.4  Enjoy every couplet, your life is an epic poem
       Live every moment, as if, you write the last Stanza

4.5  Mitwa's follies, never deserved your favours
       It is only you, and your grace, my fair Anza[1]

1 Anza: Beautiful, generous, kind, sweet, caring lady

(By Mitwa Vishwa)

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