(I know the following poem is really big, but I hope you enjoy the story)
Timu and Tigi were friends,
they lived at different ends,
It was not raining but sky was a big cloud
I heard my name and looked into the crowd
Saw you right there...waving in purple and blue
Agone, we wished to be each other's shroud.
There is rhythm in my talk, have you grooved by it ever?
There is dream in my sight, have you seen it ever?
A mere smile is giving me feeling of guilt,
Feeling of sadness has engulfed my heart into the dark well it has built.
Knowing someone wont be around does shatter,
makes feel of the night even as the sunlight scatter,
when i reached her place, eager to see her face,
as i was fastening my fingers through my hair,
i felt scintillated, my god! ! ! today her charm was so so so fair,
& my heart started singing.....