Others Property Poem by abhimanyu kumar.s

Love at first sight,  
I knew Quarrel will be tight.
Her Eyes were as wax,  
Which Filtered his Berkely max.

8A to 5A,5A to 8A.
What was the game?  
Where was his my fame?  
She was Chaste 'single time'.

Agreement of one year,  
Can make his time, I swear.
Gears with fears, Fears to tears,  
No tears except crocodile tears.

Girl in speed, at utter need,  
Ten are minimum, maximum can feed.
License to bike, license to car,  
No license for her back, No for her love.

You shake, shake his tool,  
Shake once to fool his tool.
He respected her belongings,  
For becoming 'Others property'. 

Dedicated to that property.

Thala Abhimanyu Kumar

Dated: 25/08/2019