the days are passing by
i can feel them go by
how ruthless time can be
the golden memories are almost gone
the new scenario was foregone.
love has dried up it seems
longingness is loosing its shine
situation has forced us to whine
i am missing the sweet life's rhyme.
O! those never ending meets
those forever energetic talks
the sweet smells. the excitement
the brush of the cheeks, the crush of the weeks
the rush of the pulse, the blush of the gal
the kisses and the hugs
O! our weekly sunday chugs
they will never come back for sure
i will miss them more and more
till i am no more..till i am no more...
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चार पैसे की भूख, एक आने की प्यास
12 years ago
aap jab bhi kisi badi jagah jate ho apke andar ka shayar bahar aa jata hai...
ReplyDelete1st was at IIT chennai
and now at NITIE.
just wish that u write like this throughout ur life. (but for that u hv to live more...u hv to live more)
thnx for your encouraging words...as always....
ReplyDeletegreat going man! i was not knowing that you have this qualities ... keep on going.. and all the best ...it is really great.
ReplyDeletegr8 feelings..and almost compelled me for a retrospection....
ReplyDeletekeep it up...
I clicked the link in anticipation thinking it will be a technical article. I was literally surprised to see the other part of u. Nicely weaved lines ... I must say. After reading, I too started missing sundays and weekends. A WORD Of advice from my side "Forget the past, prepare for Future" ;-)
ReplyDelete--- Bless you
thanks all of you for so much encouragement..... hoping to be better next time...@ naveen yeah i never dwell in the past....but some things will take time to subside ..u know....
ReplyDeleteYou have nothing to confess saurabh it's just overflow of emotions once again..(remember english lab)........ anyway i know r a good poet and hope u will be..... :)
ReplyDeletethnx DK.....I WILL BE.....
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