Emma Rose Poems

Before calling you up
there's always a kind of excitement
something unknown,
something very sweet.
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I am a fool, an idiot.
Don't even know how to show you my love,
how to say That
I am wounded badly
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Now i have no tears,
no more fears.
I am free to love you
the way i want,
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You call me someone's wife
or address me a prostitute
Both are not given rights
And respect.
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I met a girl named 'Asha'.
The light brown eyes of her
don't let me sleep at night,
keep haunting in my mind.
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I met those unfortunate destitutes again,

talked to them
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Days are passing
but i m counting even minutes
and falling more
and more
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Its only love,
Only Love..
that i can give you.
It is Immortal, Endless
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Waiting for a Ray..
A Way..
Which would take me along with it.
But waitings are Endless
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