I may walk down that unnamed road again,
meet those strange faces too.
Or maybe,I'll just stand and look-
at the raindrops drawing patterns on my windowpane.
Maybe I'll see myself on the glass then-
and maybe I'll cry or just silently live the pain.
Just when I'll be down and blue,
a lone raindrop would land on my cheek.
Memories will come rushing by,and
I'll be reminded of you.
Even as the world goes wild,I shall be in peace.
In you I shall find a muse,
in you-a refuge...
P.S: lousy poetry.kindly excuse.
19 comments:
It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart!
My my. You're really creative I must say! Sujaan told me about your Hindi songs and English lines post, I came here to look at it. Nice!
a raindrop, a word, a touch...simple things bring back brilliant memories sometimes
This is true sublime simple poetry. Has a language of its own.
May you write a thousand of them.
To be honest, not your best poetry...but a nice one.It speaks volumes.
very intense!!amazing poetry!
'lousy poetry'? dont be that modest.
wow if thats lousy,i want to read you when you are on a writing spree.
beautiful words...you have crafted it beautifully that we can really feel it!
not lousy...lyrical!
Ah well. Sort of futurethought na? but true.
"lousy"...????
are u mad??!!!
thr r these ppl who write shit and think they r brilliant and this is so sigh sigh i dunno dont hav the appropriate words sigh sigh :)
didn't find it lousy. who you kidding, eh?
i like.
not lousy.
write more.
:)
beautiful, bedatri.. how are u otherwise?
lousy.
see that would be me.
good job.
The rain is beautiful.
Nice.
So beautiful. I am sure every person has experienced this moment at some point in their life.
like i said...ur being rude to this post and especially when you call it 'Home'.
nice post.YES.
n finally Monami has a blog.waiting for cosmic twinnie's response
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