An English Poem "Fine"
hey! dear , I m fine , But I have pine , I m trying to be fine , but things are not like that which I was trying , life is not easy it's always change like 3+ 6= nine or some time 6+3= nine , My lucky number is nine , I feel you are mine , but things are not in line , My love for me is like old wine , Life is crazy , I need to re define , Things are puzzled , let me confine , I try to change my self , then thing would be fine , World is so filthy, It's never mine , I would not give up , till the things wouldn't fine , Hold my hand be mine , trust me baby every thing would be fine Written by Mohsin Ali