Walking by the aisle
where she once sat.
Hoping for the glances,
that she once gave.
Hoping to see
the sweet face, once again.
I, still
keep walking the longer route.
One,
that passes by her aisle.
And in the empty space,
she still lives!
And she even smiles at me,
like never before!
If I ever get to see her again,
will I turn a coward again,
as I always used to;
Dumbfolded by her beauty!!
--
Jagadeesh
3o/11/2oo7
Sparrows of Mohenjodaro
8 years ago
2 comments:
sweeeeeeeeet!!!!!! loved de read!
awwwww...hey gud work..normally m not awake till a poem gets compleetd..urs was very sweet...
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