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(12/09/196 / Hubli - India)

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A funny true incident

On the bus stop I stood today
waiting for the bus
but lost in the thoughts of you
I was lost in a conversation with you - I imagined
'Hi where are you?
I am in Media city
do you want to see me
Yes I want to talk to you
Is it serious about my work or personal?
Oh don’t worry just come.
deep in thoughts of you
I smiled and turned back
To, see the bus go by me,
Oh no I said another bus I miss
What I do, but start walking back home,

I reached a junction so engrossed about you
and your smile that drives me crazy
I cross the road and into the parking
and across into the building
I reach the lift and press the second floor
On reaching the floor,
I go to flat 209 and try to open the door
I find the door locked so I ring again, but no reply
I ring the bell once more and
There was lady at the door looking at me
In awe I ask her “Who are you”?
She replies this is my house
Oh no I was too shocked
I, asked her back isn’t this 209, she said yes
But which building do you live in
That’s when I realized I was in the wrong building
I look across and find something strange but not true
I apologized and walked back to the lift
I come down and walk across
and find my building
Oh my gosh what have I done
I reached an unknown building

So now you see what your charming smile
and your charming ways have done to me

What shall I do and where shall I go
How am I supposed to tell this to you?
that I am so crazy about you.

Submitted: Sunday, February 21, 2010


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  • Kee Thampi (2/24/2010 12:04:00 AM)

    a love will fall on mind
    I reached a junction so engrossed about you
    and your smile that drives me crazy
    I cross the road and into the parking
    and across into the building
    I reach the lift and press the second floor
    On reaching the floor,
    I go to flat 209 and try to open the door
    I find the door locked so I ring again, but no reply
    I ring the bell once more and
    There was lady at the door looking at me
    In awe I ask her “Who are you”?
    and again poetess writes...

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    So now you see what your charming smile
    and your charming ways have done to me
    , , ,

    poetry is writes beyond all meaningfulness...
    good poem for us


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