The thin sheet of paper flung on to me.
That was'nt meant to be torn.
I wrapped my arms around, tightly.
To shield it from the horrors of the morn.
...
Honey, is it not my first fourteenth February day?
It was never before that this day
Was anything more than every other day, never.
It was never before that the feelings were
...
Swarmed with thoughts
By your watery eyes.
Mixed with hope mixed life
My poems recite
...
Chatting with a friend
A smart city dude...
I went on to say,
'Buddy, do you know? ..
...
The time I met u, under the soft mellow light.
You gorgeously sat with me, your well toned arms
Elegantly placed on your cross legged laps, I rolled my eyes
Speechless, for that of your majestic charm!
...
Just a casual walk brought me to your company.
Much needed against the worldly cacophony.
We chewed the rag and shoot the breeze.
...
Thin Sheet Of Paper
The thin sheet of paper flung on to me.
That was'nt meant to be torn.
I wrapped my arms around, tightly.
To shield it from the horrors of the morn.
The thin sheet of paper flung on to me.
That was meant to be safe and warm.
There was no need for words.
Just an unselfish hug, quiet and calm.
The thin sheet of paper flung on to me.
Perhaps for numberless reasons it had.
But just the sense of general acceptance
Was a reason enough, for me to be glad.
The thin sheet of paper flung on to me,
With subtle sense of submission.
I wrapped my arms around, tightly.
To shield it from the horrors of the morn.