She’ s a poet
She’s got all she needs
She’s a poet, she can change the world
She can paint the skies red
She can turn the fire mellow
She is a poet
She can do it all with a flickShe’s a poet
She’s got all she needs
Sun, the moon and stars above
Can never know the secrets of this world
She is the one who writes them all
She is a poet
She’s everywhere you knowShe’s a poet
She’s got all she needs
Deaths, lives and births alone
They never can affect her
She is above us all away
She is a poet
She’ll charm you away
She’s a poet
February 21, 2011
Feb 21, 2011 @ 12:08:26
Only thing she can’t do is rhyme :/
Feb 22, 2011 @ 07:30:02
the legth of poem is beatlesque
Feb 23, 2011 @ 12:31:41
@ Bomba : Rhyme and reason, can make strange bedfellows at times.
@ Himangshu : Now that you say it, it looks so much beatlesque (in length obviously)