He was hiding a box,
A white box behind his back,
With his manly fingers wrapped over it.
He was bad at hiding things,
Especially from me,
Be it a box or his big heart!
He gave me a nervous smile,
And opened the box,
To unveil a sparkling metal,
Still less sparkling than his face.
And encrusted with a shiny stone.
My heart skipped a beat,
And I went weak with my knees,
When he uttered those words,
‘Will you marry me?’
Which would always rumble in my heart!
P.S: Wrote this poem while reading for semester exams.
Somehow this seems more interesting than computer organisation 😛
Photo Courtesy : google images
Yummy muffins..Cool idea isin’t it? 😛