There was once a sweet girl
Sweet or sour was still a dispute
She was lost all the time
Lost in her thoughts and her ways
She was desperate to live a
Happy life, a fulfilling one at that
When she least expected
Came the prince charming
With flowing black mane and the roughest looks
He was no tom cruise or brad pitt
Rather was Dalai Lama fitted into Shivaji the great
The sweet and sour girl was lifted off her feet
Into his high riding horse
Everyone may think they rode into the sunset
And lived happily ever after.
But that’s not the case, that’s never the case
They struggled among all odds
To keep the fire glowing, for their love
For eternity , till the end of time
They fight, they hug and they makeout
They scream, shout but has to lie on each others arms at
night
They still hold their hands and walk
Side by side, in life and love
They are the cynosure of many eyes
And the reason for many a heartbreaks ;)
Everyone envies them but secretly wants to BE them
At last the sweet and sour girl became
A little too sweet and a little less sour
Prince charming always remained
The sweetheart of every beating heart!!
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