You're my sunshine,
My only sunshine,
You radiate your love into my veins,
It hurts so good, I can't complain,
Your beauty, every so blinding.
But you yourself, you are binding,
Binding yourself, just rotating,
One day we'll get close, hallucinating,
But when we do, i'll be the one evaporating.

Procrastination is the thief of time
And that's why I make the most of it when I put together every rhyme
With my words I'm committing a crime
Not satisfied? Then here's a dime

These lines are too bitter, let's add some lime
Be quiet like a mime because I'm
breaking down these words like an enzyme
I'll grime your dignity because I'm sublime

Well I might be exaggerating a little bit
But nevertheless don't fiddle with it
Come here and let me tell you a riddle, sit
No one wants to watch an infidel spit

There's no use being a flagrant hypocrite
So I advise you to just grit your teeth, and quit.

I guess I was the odd puzzle piece that was made by mistake.

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*your words formed in heaven
and then to leave
pained in hell
then to resist

on going, the way turned to bend
in the end, the end couldn't be seen
then continued to move,
that is to say celestial

words within too many words, make a wreath of the words,
maybe tell a fairytale,
simple words have lost in melody, tune
steadfast sight of the beautiful seen, mystic in the midst of the road

alone, then after alone, painted the portrait of thy
joy of life music,
weaving the words, craving a poetry
comes at a time, loss at untimely

maybe born in dreams
within too many words, a few perches into soul
to create forms, what an amazing ties!
ah, this poetry book has lost in poetry!
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@Musfiq us shaleheen