Flirting he wish to be, His mother's smile was the nerve pulse of his brain Enhanced him to be motivated Stilll his egoistic heart was broken Busy he became Losing the interest from roses He worked hard While he was working hard Met once his rose of life He was just like Mr Gatsby waiting for his daisy to come once he met the girl After years Looking her he became sterilised He felt he met his rose as he started assuming himself jack As girls smile like Titanic cross him Unsaturated hee became # His memories ❤️
