Of course i want you
To do
What i want you to do
But i would rather
You choose to do so
Than take my word for it
And blame me ever after
Saturday, September 7, 2013
Friday, September 6, 2013
being a poet
why should life treat me
any different
because
i m a poet?
few people know
that i m one
but then again,
why shouldn't it?
life knows
about my poems!
@bhoju
any different
because
i m a poet?
few people know
that i m one
but then again,
why shouldn't it?
life knows
about my poems!
@bhoju
Promise of forever
You promise me forever
And I know it is not mine to take
But i can still let your promise
Make me happy
Who knows
Soon the promise
May not be yours
To give
And I know it is not mine to take
But i can still let your promise
Make me happy
Who knows
Soon the promise
May not be yours
To give
Sunday, August 11, 2013
First thought
Some day
When he was the first thought
On my mind every morning
I wanted to be his first thought
Today
You are not the first thought on my mind.
Because I know I am in yours
I fall into this knowledge
Like into an extra fluffy bed
And wake up in oblivion
Is it fair?
When he was the first thought
On my mind every morning
I wanted to be his first thought
Today
You are not the first thought on my mind.
Because I know I am in yours
I fall into this knowledge
Like into an extra fluffy bed
And wake up in oblivion
Is it fair?
Sunday, August 4, 2013
Badge of honor
You weigh your honor like a suite of armor. You think it protects you, but all it does is weigh you down
- a game of thrones
How true,
And reminds me of those who
For their (undoubtedly) good deeds
Expect to be rewarded by the world
Feel entitled to respect
And are bitter
When fate treats them
Just the same as everyone else
And people
Treat them no better than
Indifferent strangers
- a game of thrones
How true,
And reminds me of those who
For their (undoubtedly) good deeds
Expect to be rewarded by the world
Feel entitled to respect
And are bitter
When fate treats them
Just the same as everyone else
And people
Treat them no better than
Indifferent strangers
I wish
We could sit for hours
With our feet dipped in a river
And sing songs as we listen to the water
With our feet dipped in a river
And sing songs as we listen to the water
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