Friday, April 05, 2013
Ansha - a part of me
this time i wont describe how good looking you are
you already know and are apprised afar
i'll tell you how i feel
and hope not to make of my thoughts a meal
its amazing how you talk
even when at times you balk
i haven't seen of you much
but can only imagine that wry touch
you give when you see someone approach
after warning them for they'll end up being nothing more than a mere cockroach
i know you are strong at heart
and your thoughts clear as a dart
but i am sure life has plans for you
and there would be a guy who would woo
you'll be swept off your feat
your heart too will skip a beat
i know not if that would be me
nor do i know how to please thee
all i know is i do care
but telling you gives me a scare
on promise day i tell myself
to fulfil your wishes like an elf
i see your pictures all the time
from morning five to evening nine
like a lunatic i stare at them
till i am convinced you are a rare gem
and then i get to message you
tell about the day through and through
talking routine is lame i agree
but far better than third degree
no i was not confused when my thoughts i projected
the susceptiveness of losing you makes me dejected
i am pretty serious for all i know
but would want you to know me better as friends till then we grow
i am not going to say i love thee
till you're mine i am sure to be
and u better not take this poem less seriously
now reply quickly my heart is jumping vigourously
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