This is my 3rd attempt to compose lyrics , your feed back would be appreciated ...critics are most welcome
Friday night , I saw a shooting star ...and I heard Aristotle call .... Icouldn't stop my gaze at sky ...I got so moved that night , it was in middle of night.....
The night was though pitch dark...but shooting star threw gush of light.....made me wonder why the sky was so dark...and there were no stars in the sky,and where was the moon that night....Icouldn't hear a sound that night...and i heard the Aristotle call ....and it was in middle of night....
I blinked my eyes at mesmerising night....and I saw some one move behind the bush that night...I gaped and blinked that night...it was a Friday night...
I tip toed towards the bush and was sure....I am in for a pleasant surprise....and I heard Aristotle babble that night " don't let him go tonight " and we moved and jived that night...the shooting star smiled at us that night...it was a Friday night.copy right (c)alka narula
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