To The lover who left just like rain To The lover who left just like rain

Yet, I am still waiting for your invite Yet, I am still waiting for your invite

A very beautiful poem defining love A very beautiful poem defining love

It was his maiden day at varsity, An expert in rhetorical propensity. It was his maiden day at varsity, An expert in rhetorical propensity.

Banged the door once, twice, thrice…….. A hesitant smile welcomes thee. Banged the door once, twice, thrice…….. A hesitant smile welcomes thee.

Hope is the only thing I could borrow. Hope is the only thing I could borrow.