SHE WAS SOMEONE

          SHE WAS SOMEONE

 A name of my first story was she,

 She did not recognized me,

But she had an identity of my heart.

She had  a naive face with playful eyes,The lips had the truth, 

She had a habit of laughing.
New tune of my music was she,

She did not recognized me,

 But she had an identity of my         heart.
Unconditional Habits had she ,

 She had a spicy talk,

 There was something in her           heart,But she couldn't tell me,
A cute smile in my heart was she.

She did not recognized me,

But she had an identity of my heart.

Her language was different from me, But She knew the language of love,
She understood everything
without understanding anything.
A different id from the world was she,She could not recognized me

But she had an identity of my heart.

When my name resonates in her ears, She used to get distraught.

 By concealing most of the eyes,

 Where did she hide herself I din't know, More dearest moon than the moon of the sky was she,

She did not recognized me,

But she had an identity of my heart.
The unique name of unfinished

story was she, She was not my only friend, she was my  more than that,

A name of my first story was she.........