what is glory when a beautiful girl cannot be pursued?
and what is romance when a distance sight and a wry smile is all you have?
A little touch... a soft hand to hold...
a tender kiss and a wonderful hug is tat too much to ask !
She walks by every day,
but every zephyr is filled with her memories!
a girl- as a friend, a girl- as a sister or as a colleague
never do they need guts nor do they need humor ...
but when its her a distance is all I have!!
proximity is my fear when a beautiful girl is whom I desire!
I look to the skies and curse the stars,
glance at the cherry blossoms that steal my sight
the cool breeze flickers the last few bold words on my tongue
now i am left with an aching heart as my eyes trace her path...
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8 comments:
Good Heavens. Quite the romantic writer, are you not? :)
:P is that a compliment ?!!
Uh-oh, you're writing poetry! the poetry has a gooey constitution! what happened man, are you suddenly whipped?!!
I'm not saying it's not good... although a bit shocking to say the least. :D
@ rohin: well not really whipped.. but nevertheless random thoughts at 3 am... when you dont get sleep.. :).. I understand the shock 4 sure..
hmmm! nice... quite enamored u r eh?
liked this line "the cool breeze flickers the last few bold words on my tongue"
whoa. looks like some serious stuff is happening in life. didnt know you blog..
@ sujaan Thanks, well you can say the season is such... those are my personal favorites too...
@ ramya: yes I do... not as much as you, now I have your IDs on my blog roll
hey yes those r my own.
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