Don't listen to the beats.
Don't follow the thought.
They are but heights
Which are better not sought.
Try to look ahead as I may
I can't foego that look askance.
Try mighty I try to say
But I don't want to have a chance.
For I am no good at all these
It's not my cup of tea.
No, don't tie me to the bond please,
I don't want to drown in that sea !
But there goes my beat again,
Looking yonder for the girl of my dream.
Do I really have a gain ?
Something for which I'd rather scream ?
But all this is but transient,
And I have to move ahead.
Looking for a God sent
Angel that may be up ahead.
Don't know whether meant for me she is
But I'll be glad to have
A glimpse of her if I see
That's all that this heart desires.
For all else is not for me.
Even if it means it has to be
Her longing for me ..
Which she needs to see
In better light and decide and see
"This is not what I wanted you see"
And leave me ashore for I am at sea
Move ahead as I look at you in glee.
Move ahead as I look at you in glee.
3 comments:
hey .. good one yaar.. but know what, the problem your facing is a universal complaint :-).. some manufacturing defect with that gender
I guess it's just a human attraction, you as an individual don't want to be atttached but it's almost an instinct. Yet it's only natural to appreciate the rare beauty of my gender :)
Hey nice one Vijay :)
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