When i heard those music notes
my heart flew by, my eyes were lost
it is the tune i hum and hum
sometimes with smile
sometimes in hurt
we were so close
and yet so far
the crowd had swum
he stood afar
forlorn my eyes looked at my star
and sang the song that held me there
i charged on now
to try once more
it was right then
some stranger called
he led the way
and made a path
i was right there
now face to face
swaying by the strumming notes
the stranger there now heard my laugh
and laughed with me, an open heart
i stood and swayed and sang and danced
and when the last note died down
i moved away and left the town
and now i sit and think aloud
i wish i knew the stranger's name
and say thank you
for that moment spent...
Monday, November 9, 2009
Thursday, November 5, 2009
To Forget
I wish to forget
The smell of Barista mochas
And kulhad wali chai
The turns of Connaught Place
And the long auto rides
The bells of Kali Bari
And the silence inside
The mosquito bites in the dark dark night
And the jump through the gates
And crashing delights
I wish to forget
And I shall start forgetting
little by little
Like I forgot your smile
The one with the twinkles
Like I forgot your phrases
Till someone did something incorrigible
Like I forgot the words on the small piece of tissue paper
That had all your wishes noted down
Like I forgot the prophesy of the astrologer
Who made me a mother
Like I forgot that your favourite song
Was mine too
I shall forget
I shall forget soon
Just the way
You forgot me
The smell of Barista mochas
And kulhad wali chai
The turns of Connaught Place
And the long auto rides
The bells of Kali Bari
And the silence inside
The mosquito bites in the dark dark night
And the jump through the gates
And crashing delights
I wish to forget
And I shall start forgetting
little by little
Like I forgot your smile
The one with the twinkles
Like I forgot your phrases
Till someone did something incorrigible
Like I forgot the words on the small piece of tissue paper
That had all your wishes noted down
Like I forgot the prophesy of the astrologer
Who made me a mother
Like I forgot that your favourite song
Was mine too
I shall forget
I shall forget soon
Just the way
You forgot me
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