Monday, March 16, 2009

We..

It all started when we first met,
So innocent we were then,
Our relation started, so sweet and pure,
it still exists, don't know what is it called.

Then I really liked you, yeah that's true,
You liked me too, I never knew.
Today I look back, back upon the time,
and think about the possibility - if you were mine!

We could have lived together days, months maybe years,
and shared all the joys as well as tears.
That did not happen, not with us,
but you are still you, and I still I.

Today I ask myself about the bond we share,
Is it the same old relation, or something else?
And I ask myself, what should I do?
Cos I am scared, yeah scared to face you...

What will I do if you are in front of me?
Will I break down or be it be?
Time heals everything, that's what they say,
I will wait for that time, to take me away....

3 comments:

  1. m not a poet...these r jus the thoughts...i cant write many of thm...n earlier i used to maintain an e-diary, but after seein u blogging, i started ths too...n its fun :)

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  2. Hey, you are an awesome poet, too!!
    What are poems but our thoughts in the most sweet, and subtle of all ways. Write more, naa! :)

    Love, G. :)

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