F is for Feelings
The feeling of light in the walking shadow
Shadows formed because of sun in the sky
Lamp gives light like the sun so high
Trees in the garden
Is no more a burden
Thoo you spit
I dont give a s#it
Poetry is a serious art
Delirious, Chivalrous, Frivolous dart
So I write this poetry
Waiting for your mastery
They says Let us go
I say Let us come
Because you should know one thing
That F always stands for Feelings
-Chronicpoet
