That girl.. she was..sitting under a tree..
alone in the whole crowd..
that's what i could see..
in that snap i clicked out..
She wasn't the brightest of all..
Still..
there was abundance of allure..
on that face of innocent doll..
She had that brown glow..
yet she always thought of herself low..
Her brown eye orbs were..
real capturing cameras..
so long i tried to be captured..
inside those brown pools..
that i fall for them so early..
i couldn't even realised..
that i was a beau of yours..
I wish i could tell you..
what actually you're..
The 'Great Chrysanthemum'..
i always dreamt to for!
©Vinidzi
2Sept2017**
••Chrysanthemum is brown diamond
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The Melting Moon!
PoesíaI'm melting.. so that.. i could.. meet the.. whole new.. "Version" of me! ©Storyteller_vini 20 July 2017 Ranking: #131 in Poetry 28July2017