It started with miss spark...
Now affianced with miss shine...
The things are same but will go as miss bright…
Towards a shiny end,
It`s likely to tend...
Beware of obstacles,
It never ends…
About its glamour,
It is glorious creature...
Glittering like pretty stars,
Gift of god and nature...
In my heart yard,
It is like safe guard
It is not game of cards,
Not so easy an award…
It is so bright,
Like much high flight…
Please take it right,
Shift your craving slight….
It will start to rock;
you will get flown as smoke...
It will fly whole night,
Like my broken kite…
It will land on barren yard,
To become its safe guard…
All greens will follow it for,
Trans-version to Lovely Park…..
Not anything reserve,
But I think I deserve…
I am glimmering alone;
It’s me not my clone…
Feel it with progression,
its soothing effect,awesome...
It is like blossom,
Sweet top to bottom…
"YOU ARE TOTALLY SURE,
BUT SOMETHING IS IMPURE...
DON`T COMPULSE IT ANYMORE...
TRY IT WITH YOUR FRESHEN CORE..."
In whole world like sphere,
I was glimpse viewer...
I just said it dear,
