Ice Maiden

by Aswel Vidhen Buccat
It started when,
I looked into her keen,
Eye of beauty,
With remarkable humility.

In ice cream I offer,
A bittersweet love to her,
Her satisfaction by its taste,
Led my heart into a frozen waste.

Cast out into exile,
Wondering nothing for a long while,
Frequently mocking by the memory,
Turning myself in anonymity.

Feeling obnoxious what to do,
I don't know where I am heading to,
Hoping to end this Waterloo,
Is a chance to talk with Emmalou.
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Manahill Naik

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September 12, 2015 - 13:31 soooo creative... i love ur imagination <3 ^-^
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ashutoshparmar

September 12, 2015 - 19:12 creative
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September 14, 2015 - 02:46 Wow! Love it ^_^

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