The pathetic event of the day, “the wonderful absence of the tongue, though the stew was the sweetest”, HE said. The lovely naive moments of her career, “even though she’d lived many years without HER lips; Yet the kiss was the nicest she’s ever had”, SHE proclaimed!
The tales of He and SHE, the mingling story of ‘HIM’ and ‘HER’.
The blind days looked bizarre, they’d loved and thought it would never end, both of them marching into the jungle. Oh! Inspirational; the days they’d loved. The story of two young lovers;
“HE said SHE is the best thing that has ever happened to him; SHE blushed so heavily there’s no one like him” , they both teased and sagged along their eyes. Though no string was attached from the outset, but now it’d help to hold the ends!
So happy the moments they shared, the ocean of love flew so gently; So funny how our hearts get drifted, drifted into the ocean of love; that it never gets time to swim back it’s shore! As an external threat on SHE, proves nothing, a melon cover! They started talking about hooking, added to the swallowed popcorn; a sea water! Wall’s ear being deaf for a while; time for it to twist its tongue for help!
Lo and behold, the wall did its part; it changed their plans. Jealous fever pricked its eyelid. HE planned some moments with SHE, SHE even cared about HE taking her to picnic; yet the wall smiles along it’s own plan. “this wall have got some cracks”, said SHE; told HE to let them stay away, that she’d prefer the picnic; but HE flattered.
“Pleasant moments, to play around her cheeks; to cast away her early morning cold” HE’s inner mind’s thought, yet SHE’s feelings never cease; Wall’s inner mind clearly written over her skull, though SHE’s got even with HE, but she’s ready to kick the wall, a basket. But since HE has gotten the whistles, SHE can only help but listen!
She faked the smile and they continued rocking, never knew it was the moments for the rocks, and so the witty wall manifested the evil day; with the cold turning hot, changed its flow. Alas have crushed their path! You’re damned O yea WALL! As you wavered their hide and seek; As the ‘COLD MORNING TURNED HOT’.