A Romantic Slate
Maybe the world chipped away to reveal nothing but dust
Maybe the roads crackered under the weight of thousands who passed
Maybe the ferrous struggled and struggled but turned to rust
Maybe the Sun went on but it had to set at last.
See the glass, so polished and bright
Absorbing everything and reflecting w' it's might.
The lesson to learn here is that
Never add lines like above to a romantic slate.
As far as relationships are concerned
I love thee like Sherlock, for John Hamish Watson.
-Ritwik P. Srivastava
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A Romantic Slate: Sonnet
RomanceHmmm.. so I got no less than 8 girls pranking me on the Net... This for you guys ;) (Seriously, what did you expect?) A satire on love, romance and shit. P.S. Not for you dear Emma Watson.
