Aditya Mudbhary - Sweet Misery

In a dream of the deepest thoughts of mine,
I could see a lady under the eyes of the stars,
Looking into my eyes as we dine'
In the finest of all love hours.

Her eyes shine like well polished hazel,
And her hair the tone of caramel brown,
The fairness of her beauty made her like a man made angel,
And therefore she wears my precious love crown.

Thy are the reason im livin sweet,
N if u were not to be born,
I wouldn't be out in our world on my feet.

If i were to choose someone over thee,
That day i would wait to see,
As i am traped in the sickness of love,
Oh can u hear me yr love is sweet misery.

Every glance, sight or vision to remember,
All i see is my fair love,
Strugglin to get out of this gold filled tresury,
As i r to young n your love is sweet misery.

Aditya Mudbhary

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