well, this is another poem i read long back and loved it.
So, this is for all those who love poetry!
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
The story of another letter...
This is another love letter I wrote on a flight from Patna to Mumbai, on a TISSUE PAPER.
YeS......the flight crew got curious because I kept asking them for more tissue every 20 mins and they were wondering what i did with so many of them.
So i wrote them a poem and gave them on my way out. When they opened it, they realised i was writing on the tissues and thanked me for the poem.
Also, since the paper quality was much better than what i had expected, i quietly kept a few for future :-D gee...
Since he is not too much into poetry, this seemed the best way to get him used to it. So i copied this poem from a poetry book i was carrying on flight. It just seemed to fit in perfectly then!
And I strongly recommend this poem; its one of my favourites!!
Enjoy.
YeS......the flight crew got curious because I kept asking them for more tissue every 20 mins and they were wondering what i did with so many of them.
So i wrote them a poem and gave them on my way out. When they opened it, they realised i was writing on the tissues and thanked me for the poem.
Also, since the paper quality was much better than what i had expected, i quietly kept a few for future :-D gee...
Since he is not too much into poetry, this seemed the best way to get him used to it. So i copied this poem from a poetry book i was carrying on flight. It just seemed to fit in perfectly then!
And I strongly recommend this poem; its one of my favourites!!
Enjoy.
Saturday, May 16, 2009
a letter to MY LOVE!!!
Monday, May 4, 2009
The side mirror...
He cries with me
He cries when I make him cry
He laughs with me, at me
He also laughs when I laugh at him
He holds me tight when I am near
He craves to hold me when I am not
He wants to see me
So he closes his eyes
He wants to feel me
He does that through his mind
He loves me day and night
He said he'll follow me to hell
A place not meant for him
He wants to be close to me
Even when he can’t
HE KISSES ME ON THE FOREHEAD
He sits across so that
He can look at my face
He notices every smile
That escapes my face
He notices every frown
That passes in a flash
He notices every desperation
He notices every move I make
He notices everything
But he doesn’t know
I do the same...
I look at him in that side mirror
But sometimes I don’t notice
When he looks at me through the same mirror
We look at each other
We look in the eye
We sit on a table in a restaurant
That has a side mirror
On his right and on my left
He looks to his right
I don’t realize
I keep looking straight
When I realize,
I look left
And see him in the eye
We look for a while
Then feel conscious
And suddenly we look away
I’ve never felt so shy
And then ask..."WHAT?”
Something happened
We both notice that glitter in the eyes
We both do the same things
But then one day
I hid something, don’t know why
I lied, still don’t know why
I know how much he hates it
He never cries
I knew only I could make him cry
I told him I lied
I had to
He cried but I couldn’t see his tears
He cried through me
He was shocked
He was heartbroken
He trusted me blindly
He was speechless
He was numb
He couldn’t think
He couldn’t feel
He was angry
But I realized something
HE STILL KISSES ME ON THE FOREHEAD
...MORE THAN EVER...
...AND SO DO I...!
He cries when I make him cry
He laughs with me, at me
He also laughs when I laugh at him
He holds me tight when I am near
He craves to hold me when I am not
He wants to see me
So he closes his eyes
He wants to feel me
He does that through his mind
He loves me day and night
He said he'll follow me to hell
A place not meant for him
He wants to be close to me
Even when he can’t
HE KISSES ME ON THE FOREHEAD
He sits across so that
He can look at my face
He notices every smile
That escapes my face
He notices every frown
That passes in a flash
He notices every desperation
He notices every move I make
He notices everything
But he doesn’t know
I do the same...
I look at him in that side mirror
But sometimes I don’t notice
When he looks at me through the same mirror
We look at each other
We look in the eye
We sit on a table in a restaurant
That has a side mirror
On his right and on my left
He looks to his right
I don’t realize
I keep looking straight
When I realize,
I look left
And see him in the eye
We look for a while
Then feel conscious
And suddenly we look away
I’ve never felt so shy
And then ask..."WHAT?”
Something happened
We both notice that glitter in the eyes
We both do the same things
But then one day
I hid something, don’t know why
I lied, still don’t know why
I know how much he hates it
He never cries
I knew only I could make him cry
I told him I lied
I had to
He cried but I couldn’t see his tears
He cried through me
He was shocked
He was heartbroken
He trusted me blindly
He was speechless
He was numb
He couldn’t think
He couldn’t feel
He was angry
But I realized something
HE STILL KISSES ME ON THE FOREHEAD
...MORE THAN EVER...
...AND SO DO I...!
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