Tuesday, 25 January 2011

The best thing that has happened to me is u.................

Dont hide ur face.............i need to search and dream by looking at u......dont split ur mentality without thinking twice.....open ur eyes and mind dont pretend to be blind..............have u evr had a dream???......or is life just a trip??..a trip without chances ..a chance to grow up quick.......

    Three little words from u changed my world completely...... do u know whts that??...... evrytime plss open up ur mind......i know sometimes u hav been through so much pain....but i still need u in my life.....u r stayin deep inside my heart..........wish u wer here tonight.....it dosnt matter itz wrong or right i really need u......sometimes wht i say to u comes out wrong.....but am glad that u can undrstnd my feelings..................all those endless times we tried to make it last 4evr......u have touched my heart wit tendrness.....

                       My love to u is like red rose which will bloom in spring...itz like melody thats sweetly played in tune...........my love to  u is deep frm my heart....u can believe in my love.....if seasons wont come.....if all seas gets dry...............if rocks melts with the hot sun.............then u can confirm thers no love for u...........

                              I know that u wer having so many choices...yet u picked me and kept me close to ur heart.........am glad..........a special world for u n me....a special bond one cannot c.....it wraps us up in its cocoon ...and holds us fiercely in itz womb.......its fingers spread like fine spun gold....gently nestling us to the fold....like silken thread it hold us fast..........bonds like this are meant to last....and though at times a thread may break a new one forms in its wake...to bind us closer and keep us strong in a special world wer v belong...............

1 comment:

  1. in my path ,several times i erred ,slipped flinging myself to fathomless depths..i blamed the slippery way,poor light and lifes difficult situations which made me tread on my path...i know it is not mere the path that slips but my .........................sometimes in the buzzy and busy life i forgets to be more careful to be on the task to reach the top ..on the topstation you are waiting for me...clad in blue dress,engrossed in expectations and dreams for me,.you my girl..........
    but my girl ,if i fail to reach on time....if a news of a shattered body with nothing left as marking than a necklace tightly embrassed on his broken hands...make sure,its not a north indian wedding chain.

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