I tell u in my dreams, things I want to say,
Kiss u on ur cheeks, when u walk away,
When u hold me in ur arms,
U take my breath away,
Now its impossible to keep all this locked away.
I Wake up every morning, thinking bout u dear,
Wish u would understand, wish that u could hear,
All the words unspoken, buried in my heart,
Wish u could just feel it…wish that u were here.
Now the days just pass by, wondering what to do,
Should I just tell u, or wait till u make a move,
But all this wait is killing me, & that’s the only truth,
I love u with all my heart & that’s all I can do…..
Sometimes u just pass by experiences, which if left untouched.....just become fleeting thoughts...but if touched & cared for turn into memories that last for ever....here is an attempt to turn such mundane phases in life to something that holds a special meaning....
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2 comments:
This one leaves me flabbergasted..wondering..smiling..emotional..
Ur feelings for all of us is expressed in such simple words..and thts the wonderful thing abt it..
I am not gonna be at loss of words for this.. it simply is enchanting, class, laudable, thunderous.. now i am losing out words.. my dictionary just dosent educate me at times of need..
Simply put I have only a few words for u.. in return
"I LOVE YOU" and "MAY YOU CONTNUE PENNING UR THOUGHTS" FOREVER.....LONG LAST THIS FRENSHIP...
Sailu..
Really beautiful. I personally found two aspects very interesting.
1) the buildup of emotions, although each of them are actually scatterings of feelings across different activities in mundane everyday life, and the blending of them to present a picture of longing and yearning to be heard or rather, to wish to be heard.
2) the abrupt uncompromising ending. that leaves the subject's problem still unresolved, yet leaves it with hope for possible future resolution. although unconventional, and not expected from such a kind of poem, it really strikes a chord, places you in the shoes of the person speaking
(personally though it makes me want to be in the shoes of the other person and dream what it would be like to have someone wishing you heard them and responded to them, without thinking their thoughts aloud. thanks for the seed of a new idea),
and wish we could just blurt it our in a moment of insanity and get it over with rather than carry it to our grave.
wish you would write more often.(have found that the writing is very sporadic, i know its very demanding, but think of people who read and wish they could read more and lots more, the wish to read never ends, that's what has put enormous pressure on those who write, bu then not every job is easy, hope you write more frequently).
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