"Who is that you write poems for?
Who is this girl so firm in your thoughts?"
I stuttered and stammered
and fumbled with words.
" It is you. It is you."
I couldn't tell her.
Disappointed she went,
(Or is it just what my
imagination makes me think?)
But disappointed indeed was I -
for I couldn't tell her.
6 comments:
Good lord!! a damn confession...
is bache ko jo chahiye woh dila de ise bhagwan........
oh.
why don't u tell her ur true feelings..
u are a shy boy ?
wow! same happens with me bro..they ask me, for whom I write those poems...God knows how on Earth will I be able to explain anyone my silence..
u inspire me to write...
Write and come up with some great stuff! I am waiting...
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