Dark Princess-1

Dark Princess-1

I always thought, I am a sample, unique;

there’s no one in my league.

How I wished for a mate,

I had so much to crap to debate.

My views and ideas had a different tweak,

people thought, I am a freak.

So, I kept things personal….

diaries being my only arsenal.

Suddenly, I met this girl,

she was different, at superficial.

I barged into her personal profile,

even before my senses could compile.

All was written about her,

but I read what wasn’t there.

Her picture told me she is cool,

links, pointed she is beautiful.

Slowly I realized she is unique,

a girl belonging to my league.

Mind numb, heart made a go,

scrapped her, even before I get to know.

Reply told me she is willing to talk,

I knew a friendship is about to walk.

We became friends overnight,

also partner in weird stuff, all right.

We sat talking stuff like crack,

I lost all time track.

Her topics were seductive,

I realized she is addictive.

Now, I am addicted,

yet never regretted.

She is surely a girl to check,

I am waiting for her to be back.

People say she is mad,

I agree, this mad is my fad.

She is cute, hot and happening,

wish I could have now seen her blushing.

A smile just struck her lips,

look the way her hand flips.

Rolling her eyes, she is muttering “its good in excess”,

now, she wants it to end here, and I bow to the wishes of my Dark Princess.